dog mouth burning     dogmas burning
days

I freighted human moonshine to C-
lab

hum of the scalpel     song of ooze
hands

in dense fog was me then     twilight's
liquid

metal touch before slick gold of
dying

my own breath rushing uphill to
get

the tense right     I remember
under-

tow     maniacally running past
mail-

boxes lining river     bucket of fish-
heads

necklaces     moon-lit
cut

tinsel & tongue     from worms     shining