Climbing by Tendrils

“There crept through this vineyard a whisper / incinerating in its dauntless / path phœnix-tailed leaves around which wrapped / intoxicating drafts, long-winded // versions of longing perfuming with…”

Two Labourers

“There pivots in place of a wrist / two broken men moving up, then / down, an hour of hands whose deal they / resist, edging to the…”

Blinding the Oracle

“That desire is prophecy motivates / me to be wanted by you for // your pyromancy, sighting in the spit / of flames vitriol and sulphur, // conjuring from…”