After the thaw
We gave dogs for the recovery
To gnaw burnt bones
With that slathered drawl
That brooks no interference
With the jut and fragmentary remains
Until all such blasphemies were gone
The numb colour
Of this too thin desecration
We are in the onramp’s hull
You and me, me and him
Earth and concrete carbon black
Cars stretch like the evening sun
Speared across the dregs of tarns
Rumble and are gone
As if a metronome
slowed
and faltered
In distorted syncopations
Brayed a catastrophe laugh
The smeared window
To another world
Broken when you fell in
Dragged up again
In piecemeal resurrection
A coin flips from thumb to hand
Rise
As if there was any other choice
Monoxide dreams like rain
Your eyes watch the curtailed dawn
For a distant star
Too late
In them the fishhook sun
Pulls you awake againÂ
