suspiral vent

At bottom sits

jokers wild

 

wild with blastments

bloodbird & riddled

 

curmurrings pose villianry

sweet and dangling

 

mingle-mangles

my storming breathlessness

 

as drums smoke pores

violently open

 

glomming torched

spun & rattling

 

into your arms

seditiously soaking

 

the bloodguilty throat

of a whir & drone iron lung

 

whose leaf lard

bleeds & breeds

 

glint, boxed-in

savagely caroms

 

with the fury of love

and the frenzy of death.