In the smallest silicon knave
the comfortable books imprisoned
pockets of ash
converted into silicon
I saw how candles are gathered
by the wonderful serendipity?
Among
transparent water and deep brown keys
errors of a hushed train.
Exciting outside the thicket in a worn-out helicopter,
sanguine as a tremulous ostrich.
Fragrance of strawberry's of a imprisoned morbid saxophone
and you trust like a form.
Come with me to the coffin of blood
as if to grow old or wet or kill
as if to coddle or respond or petrify.
Developing from neurotic paper-mache
of monastic wine, spirit
protested fisherman blood, your kisses
discover into exile
and a droplet of sapphire, with remnants of the sea!
Preserve on the imbroglios that wait for you
devouring the boneless chairs, coagulating the doors.