cartoon coyote's bloodshot eyeballs caught in headlights wham
aircraft in moonlight a thousand souls onboard seek similar passengers viewed in slow motion their dreaming faces
fracture my cubist manifesto to monotone the surfaces
smoke your roads and bridges bridges sliding moons the view behind your fir trees barn door axe your predawn rendezvous
these dreams on wheels through days their secret choirs and fading panoramic bees giant aureoles on screens but then this, this spaghetti parasite
worms my heart
in the days following its discovery through a small incision I slowly
pull it out