A Twin Fireless Room

The hearts that do not beat Quiet in the viaduct; A steeled echo husked Alchemic clones vastly entreat. I slipped you a talking pill As the loam, pulsing dust of cars Filled up on dark shofars. I slip on an unwritten will. Eerie green bolts fill the firmament; Arbor confusion hangs an effigy Inviting the serial hinterlands decree To dream green seals the parchment. The serrated squid with a man's face Opens its serpent eyes, preemptive; Swamp spirits deliberate a redemptive blue hesper corroding Man's one race. I am Electricity—I laugh at thunder Bellowing at my helm, unaware That electricity is not all I share With my unseen body: Heark Asunder. Gryphons, gargoyles and cornsilk eyes Trifecta on the organ: my song Of deafness slides into deep wrong, As a wish to eradicate all a wish denies. Our hearts unlocked that haste to bleed inky filth in the sleeping bag, plush lips imparting terror gag at pitch-lit bones' fireless greed.