As one clarity
From another's womb
Would be proceeding
A bane's light pummels
Scoop
Earth has gifted you
As vision, liquidic dazzle
For you to wash
Hands of a metaphorical
In
Amid scarring bleach
Of Summer's greyness.

Biosphere management
In breakdown-
Blood drops, bitted gore,
Skinnings' slices
With fresh rubbled particle
Well waltzed by
By Vitalities' submergences, their
Rattles and shudders
Strain.