ripped apart like a daisy oracle
huddled in the empty arms of your real estate
i turn you over in my mind as on a spit

blistering like a ruby                                      at night
set in solitaire                                                 i picture my body
                                                                       pocked with assay marks
your must seeping out                      tit and tat for an important
from your wallet                              cameo: still life
                                                         of the will
i wade into the shadow                    i—