bouquets of flowers below street lamps
smeared with gas and smoke
still giving out their ghosts
stars lighting causeways beleaguered clouds
sparkling glass bare intestines
beaded eyes the orbs divined
a man with golden glows pocketed
heart coved in a trough wed
by lice through floods of blood
****** by the dreaming that sleeping does
lived in a lantern extinguished white mud
painted on in the rivers + washed away with the flood