Blurry leaves a blowing
In the wind-
Belching to blackbirds
Pulling sadness from
Teeth--

Blood; drinkable-
Blindness-

Spits mythology with
Atoms saying,
Admantium dreams-
There's-an-ocean
Sway--

Sweeping beneath
The soul-and I
--And I

Forget--

My fate bestowing
Feet amidst shelves
Made of shin.  

To an uncentered
Head as centerpiece.