Caught a fish,
down your 
wishing well pants.

Mining for body parts, 
treasures 
of the tameless.

Holy hellions, 
alighting alighting 
dynamiting.

Skully wags 
and skidmarks. 

Vitals thresh 
and gloom.

Restless masks 
of Venus

balk and line
with the subdivine. 

Timeless 
borderless 
singing in the fire 

dangling off 
Doge's bridge of sighs -

Jump jump 
to channel below -

Ah, to be caught 
in your mouth, fishing
for a waterfall.

Weep-ably she moans
waiting beside the phone

where your tire 
hit a tree.

Stygian blue
both dark and true

bubbling doubling 
out at sea.