Cast Iron

Cast Iron the unfamiliar sound rolls on and on a sack of words vultured to bloody shreds food for the entropic mist cold then quick smooth and sharp a rehearsal for the descent into my forgotten future I can't say when but then it wasn't what I said you heard tripped up by this magnetic hoax let me start again in a room somewhere two chairs yawn together water churns across the floor no one hears me breathing darkness drills the corners someone's hand slides on the wall where is that yellow thing that propped the door I hear a child banging the prison plate situation like this leads to more and more ionic angels squeeze the water out not rain really sweat whose bitter crystals bend the horizon up my mother's voice comes scratching along the orphan highway red the tree hugged distance slides on against the swept up street left alone the tortured corners truncate to reveal a hidden circle another wishful drop in canyon's shallow curtain reluctant dawn unwraps the scattered night my home among the shells