The pulp of brandywine leaves thistle with the dew of dawn,
the strung lights accorded bronze
sashing of the crumbled brick sacrament situated beneath the crack-
break of December 21st, Christ, Nativity,
a triptych;  Wrench the whetted, gold seed the steed
of the Order, Clementine garland
and extension cords;
Altar of Santa Celia, burnished walnut shoes,
polished silver fillium.  
The wanton hymn of baritones and wisteria hung
from candlelit pictures  pressed
between rotted chicken boxes. Merry Christmas

A Mass cursed with half breaths
Time has a bad habit of persisting
Dreads nought and
Synthetic elements tryst-ing

Manhood hunter
On tesseract railways
The day taps at the glass
Her smile so thin she breaks

Saint Drake, never
But a whisper
Seconds in psychotic quakes
I’m with her

Screaming, Lord cut the moon’s craters
Feasts of Saturnalia
A Christian cradle rocked by star lit satyrs
Hominidae, Chordata,  Angelus Mammalia
The bough broke, blood crescent in
Declination
First steps stir the Ocean of Storms
Frankincense, Myrrh,  
And Damnation
So sung are hymns, harvested lullabies,
Libations
Time, the Christ teeters as a top
Narration

Rhythm is a meter just beneath her and the seconds I’m given to smile
Wrap the morning in sunlight, guile
Our life is a scent on the wind
Of falling leaves and fireplaces, where warmth begins
Our eyes echo of the past to come
Our love , girded papilion

Irritant is
Bent intention like a moon
Undisciplined
I am just Breath
And Consequence
Of spun water
A Dance ‘til Death

The moon mentions “You have rules for me”,
laughing constantly
The crown, feathered tomes, a candlelit
Fisher King
Her waltz wanders eyes; War headdress,
Rosemary spice
elect
her neck espousing
Grouse, minerals streaming
My sister posts ambulance ride selfies
WIth a loosened insistence on eternity
Hamearis Lucina, or ‘Duchess of Burgundy’

Alcohol dries my heart to the bone
Calcium score of lunar dust
No rhythm, words like stone
Set on the mantle; the earth’s crust
Bones build constellations
Their names run beneath
Archangels grant damnation
My lungs beat without relief