in a forest of colossal pillars,
rashed red by the couplings
of heaven and earth.
a romantic forseeks his hiding
in a play of immaculate spaces.
quiver to the quill of his ***,
secret turn to the axis of his eye.
beauty its pluck and gouge--
rollicking proportions cut
quicker than light through glass.
the pop, crush and night of
grapes concentrated for his
drunkenness alone.
assaying tongue cup to opulent
cup, face slack and lax in uprise--
proud of its sudden pantheon!
fast awake as his own exhibit.