CHAPTER ONE



downcast of shadows

the self denied

the self denied of hidden places

lost passages

pure volatile

dripping from the cracks that keep you

lost in parables

convulsions of the epileptic kingdoms that bestow

clean

thorough

antiseptic

scrubbing deep into the bone

condensing the marrow

taste perfected

the cattle won`t disown

the human man must be inspected

if i were to touch you

would you wither in my arms?

and if i were to love you

would you motion to disarm?

sense of warning



CHAPTER TWO



rigid from the petrified essence

estimated measures

celestial

in my presence

a stew of precious treasurers

reaction from the casualties

that surround me slithering

a transparent excess suppressing

pull the lever



CHATER THREE



fall - infected - down



miracles designed for success

all of us

are you harvesting with the maggots?

falling hard with dung on your breath

infesting what is pure and damaged

like swarms of locust feeding

born first

still in needing



CHAPTER FOUR