its murderous
intent and disturbed
dreams and brood
how everything broken
registers which wind
prevails itself perpetually
ragged and worn
from ocean breath
and sun and every flame
it quenched in its far
fetch the bright axe
blossom suddenly
the long bones lever
up from it like anthers
and beyond the startling
calyx of teeth
secure deposits
of afflicting gold
their remote cells
and stipulate eventual
seldom they relate
why the innocent whose mouth
is like a bowl of blood
blurts words already
and although whirring blades
have been observed
to crystallize spontaneously
throughout the native
where tellers and their firm
controllers fight to reconcile
accounts and sound
is severed from the dogs throat
one sees at last displayed
an armoured beast whose
head a growth of flame
in the shadow of the ripening
like dice spinning