Sleeping in bookstores
      dreaming dragon wings of Poe
the baby Barbie dolls dystrophied
across the floor.
                        raspy hounds of a scarecrow's hands
curing a vintage disease of information.

Palpable ornaments weighing tons
on the back of an eagle with a pocket watch
sprouting from its beating morsel

with every shattered piece of Frankenstein's monster
fighting for consciousness.
                                              The blank has snapped
    in the corner shelves on
              how to make bottles.