Ferrous moon

[V11]

Who shot at god and left heaven
bleeding from a rust-colored bullet hole?

My eyes aren't on the road when I'm driving

[V11]

A sky split open by lightning
Unleashes the warm wetness of a nimbus cry
And sends bone-feather birds fleeing into
Grey umbrella-trees for the night

[02V11]

Cells slowed by summer.
Sluggish.
Sedated.
Somnolent.

Sagging flesh, smelling of sweat, stinking in the sun.