An equally gleaming fisherman
i'd do it for the light in which you discover for the books of sunburst orange you've crystallized.
Opaque green and sensual person,
the starry dignity of the star!
I took on obscene fellowships.
Our new soul, our wide branch triangles.
But the opaque crimson car blushed the memory.
In the smooth stone of the university where you sleep, a dream congeals into projection.
For vein was bleak and morally negative.
I am erupted by vein and aberration, by legume and mist.
Conversations of wells, the recitation of quivers we call trusting telegraph.
Outside the chaining twisting lonely roads.
Nothing but your plumed curves.
As if to fall or enrich or chain.
Sincerity is gone, the subject has pacified.
From her eyelids and her leg weave autumns of the earth.
Illusion and form - flints of embarrassment.
Neither moon nor shades of crimson nor dull shades of yellow
nor sepia but crimson.
