Children’s daytime television
vices of the only child
colonial gossip
desperate monuments reviled
the obelisk curdled
melting like a green ant scented candle
daylight Moon reflected
in the curves of a horn handle
Mother of pearl corset
shimmering with antique sin
mercury pills and zucchini flowers
darling your looking thin
venereal boys
are dreaming of the canyon girls
turquoise tea
and Knesset curls
looking for the place of no creation
and no destruction
liturgical syrup
and salvations seduction
a dowry of Japanese blades
amongst the frigid shade
they say that you see it in everything
once you know the way.