As turns up again
horse
and the headless 

salt of its sink
the nil to a null 
mull.

Ghost of spinning gun 
in basement undone

that weighs a supplant
and cocks 
a death rant.

Pounding pounding 
in the heart
tears it apart. 

Best
make a run for it.

Its will-o-wisp 
a violent abyss 

violated 
by its emptiness.

Firebird dancing 
dancing in contempt 
of time.

A flambeau fugitive
in thrall 
to its shine.

Raw and tender 
lost causes
love's fugitive
fault line.

Shadows seized 
by its counterglow 
cursing, 
unconsolable

time out of mind
deflowers the divine.