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Magenta works alone, surrounded by ripe worlds

pinned also to labels, and the labels own the land.

Until yesterday, indifference resided in blood veins.

Whoever intended to answer, rose, isolated, frozen in

chicory groves, turquoise-fed, chlorinated: it wasn’t the sea

eyelight’s blasé, gourd-prim, shatterproof hour, coagulating.

Tintype drew the senses to a brittle path, minced sticks

melded with crushed stone as if the way were at once rigid

and hand-drawn flexing an all-gray revue of granularity.

Scope contaminates moth-eaten cursives, pleating

each flame, orphan of chord; beeline’s symmetrical curl

chafes in quartz, percussive blues, wet strychnine pews.

Conditioned lure of foreground tames both quarter horse

and values [core] canonical url detailing Orpheus

a-strum leaking the myth of recent stems in truth.

The crinoline “do not look back” perforates contact highs

its dioxides fervently mean imminence, “devices”

per se (lock) syncopated wedding bands for Prada flotation.

Lops ided coin toss extricates the innocence from romance

occipital in (f)lux (drawn lace) priced wincing in drumbeat(en)

patch of status quatrains severing the curfew from the cuffs.

Youth-poised plink of failsafe Portia echoing leaves

lotion’s syllabic best-of-all possibly incarnated fauna

where art dowries too squelch the umlaut into shape.  

Laudate simmers oddly, working in mindful affection

close to chapel of happenstance endowing

the après-midi with faun’s rhapsodic pitch parfait.

As in the midst, in the midst of midsts, in the midst

of missing midsts, amidst its palpitation, a junta breeds

pronominal props and polo’d rainforests clapping shut.

A rapidity of castings leashes back quashed spores

remanded to the divvying of losses once thought

core now juxtaposed with an informal winter.

Spectrum tinsels the ready-made floes to a liking

of distance, particled purse pretty one day as onyx

takes its crystalline into breath and overture, as thirst.

What is the first thing shaded when a bud splits open?

Pebbles, shards, low weather miming the read-only

chime(ra) choicing see-through sieves of reverie.

Siren’s plasticity hungers for chronology au revoir

mon cherie puréed obelisk “night” reverberates on

staccato, or at fault, serenaded coldly by the fractal “I”.

Softening the sky, a laissez-faire motif effaces

self in favor of convivial montage, erasing the faux

chilly brass ascension into plural depths.

Elopement: lint-fire vestibules, camphoric wings

contracting mosaic’s latitudinal collisions, pier-scraped

pastures ballooning to the size of June’s gentrified myth.

Place to park refutes a rumored traction, tap shoes

shelved beside lint wings have gathered old

attention, co-motion ceasing (to make sense).

Moth-buckled ozones are pantries, rust-vacant shelter

laces kerosene, widens scant portals of encounter has it

ever occurred bruises twilight scattering its low-lit ivories.

Fault follows no, as incantation bests the helter

of ace vents made once clean, giving a wide berth

ides of ruses lit with vortices come Celtic sips of port.

Myrrh shudders metronomically (spilled) inundated yolks

quotas annotated concentrations excrete sleep-pollen-briny

hulls burn off Napa morning (ferments) its prodigal nocturne.

Prompt warmth rises to the polls as nightly vin-

dication of the May dance just(e) conc(luding) centerful

and wined down pastures parting the rinds tossed into urns.

Vanishing the elliptical, unto is undone, “was” wants back in

the celebratory plash yonder ye olde inscrutable nebulae

capstone whippoorwills hem weeping how-why algaes ebb. 

Regulations (reams) stiffen amid Dionysian sprees

continually minting new panache to rival an incumbent

cache of devotees uplifting hems left to ellipses.

Layer: epileptic i-before-e parenthesis hurls accents event-

death razes the tower basket born already, crawlspace clings

wells red-brick instant (vaccine) trysts adhere to blackout.

Forth | with | holds. Capiche? Trauma’s made eventual by virtue

of the chanting function, Extreme Unction, fly-bys made

to seem as unplanned as the easing of darkness via brackets, via fence.

No tύ sabes co-in ci -dent cuando mi nombre for accidental-logues whose

pyrrhic drift empiric al -ly tidy :: para las almas y noirish capitulated rosedroop

where (what) rain binds (by) telepathic Tarot wand whispers down V-neck lilith.

Shhh: she sleepeth. And the driven sidelines shuck the width of skies’

skittery almas drifting to sunlit piemen piecemealing flavory wafers under the stirs’

tested triple chances blind to teleprisms’ lavish paragram of toasty noir.

Chrome self perspires loaves regardless of meadow parallels.  Sleep is another

carcass for daylight folly and long-necked highway tryptophan shifts its l’chaim

floodland schism’s normal growth² “fa-so-la” realities anhedonic as firefly moons.