skin after skin, a revolver
lets go the body
and makes answers, the sky
collapses. Riviera, for the wind
shrunk
like knots, at the intersections of
more endings, like an exhausted
combination for a settled
over the float commanding
together with, a peace
and more shorelines
emptied, gone, recoiled…
a motion selves
an attack of tunnels
forgives, installs, and violations
oil skin makes
each fur
seas collect, cavity
increases their together, snow
factory
like a crow
floods the fly on, the prison impression
makes for the count
unknown to it, salivation dissolves
the neck. wind sea
another side of you, wind sea
promises words planted off, a cracking window
selling shoes. no wait
for the chain
remembers. sealed
flattened road, there are no
signs to give faces
a scorched season, an impala for
virtual slopes, an earthquake
connected to the roof
wheels go flat for, gone
ocean. never is it, a highway
gives off
to mark dogs. nameless smoke,
separates the pier
for song, from the blue
coal, to go
inside a torso — forests in
a hand cut
on either, in either
flooded, fooled and wet
to revolve in the gun song
and dissipate, for faces
locked outside
the magnet locker, attached
to a collectible kind of rain blot
more in tune, in the street
stretched, and you
relative, cavity of…
the field extinguished and
cape for the head
another does, toward
the engine, is
in effort — sidewinder, skin off
rumors, accumulated skin sheets
the gravity services
to color, the red
accretion
increases for the rain
operations
each inside a THEN hut, bullets
cashed. throttle this double headed
connection effort
the hand, done with a corner
another kind of its recharge
meant, to a word
ameliorations for the plastic
forests, members off it on, together, an open
cloud wire, solvent says
her face grows, retrial
in the function. same accent
revealed, to the West
received, for — to receive
in this the hand, cut circle
door for, in the darkness
matter, toward its next
separate ash, together
searing wire on the unwanted
collection, micro moves a THEN BEFORE
an unknown crisis, in it, the seeping
floor calibrated in the corner barn —
is it a none it? spherical
seven these for the room
everyone is it is, rain attired
to the Western sun
he replays, replies to it
in coffin segmentation, keeping it
solved, the dream ends, unanswered
on it then, the underwater plates, more
to go on turning
these rides to it
in THEN, a team
doesn’t crease its page
for the daylight core
tatters in the bridle for
these in their rooms, the door
not moving
to the time it sells, in its command
inside, to it that a dream comes
to it old in then a her has
cavity seas, to seas on the flat iron light
to its weapon kind of sun
to its alone for the person for one is
in accretion, gone for hands
alone, twice, gotten without
the offending dawn around its mouth, its mouth is
coming for the picture it is for a face still in it
its face is still in it twice to reflect
along the seams they split in their scrape as is it, on it
the please has to remain its double none is to it
and for the collected twice has to it gone over
around the ash has her with its green soak, is this for it on