Spirit escaping
couched at wandering altitudes
taunting conspiracies.

Gauntlet caught
the expectant. 

Every pending 
ending
hinging on a fuck
with views
toward the transgressive.

The balm 
ate itself in flashes. 

Clustering agenticity
plastered
with bold absurdities.

Walking with heavy stick 
into the seas
where madness trips 
after quandaries 
of freedom.

Leaks and strays 
betray my parasitoid.

Bats turn 
into holy vats
and dunners rage.

Fiery heel
animates the wheel. 

Head in a bobble
snapping teeth 
as flit-by 
glowing 
with misapprehension. 

Every fire 
every flower
falling into dead of night
where pull it in tight.
A magnetized maze.

Glut toxicity
hyper-relevant and crowing 
its dismal science 
overflowing.