who holds the sword that you fell on.

 

red rivulets

and a 

trucker’s haul.

stall

only god

foresaw.

king

saul

fall

well well well

who holds the sword that you fell on.

moi titanic eyes

 

pas facsimile 

lonesome be

pas carboncopy

intercessory 

a tourist sigh

moi and moi titanic eyes

morgues anniversaries

 

wrinkle’d ironies.

  and remember that

that

hearse’s dead battery.

morgues anniversaries.

ambulance in the breakdown lane.

deathvalley peaks.

the doctor smokes. 

lazarus did die.

votre street looks like a noose

 

red rivulets and the truckstop stall.

begotten rocks build the castle.

waning crescents rising suns.

plagues masquerade.

that devil was an angel.

and that nile runs truenorth.

first at the scene

know what that means.

votre street looks like a noose 

an epicurean flagpole

 

cotton filter’d

jilter’d

capsize’d mind’d

land sea

demarcates melancholy 

adrift arift

pas address 

an epicurean flagpole