Retreating from weighty day of toil I settle my slack on tailored sprawl of lawn Compressed soil radiating ; tapped battery of a day's warmth Life is raised through my cartridge I stretch out receiving reptile charge
Aimed shyly at the expansive dark bedding of night sky speckled pierced pecked at with pinholes... each emitting brilliance firing out fuel exhaust from further worlds less adulterated than our own
There is a correspondence amongst the insects in the grass ticking, clicks and tats like static amongst laundry There's a great correspondence out there in the night sky
here am invulnerable human suburban and secure belly...
a cross draft from the open basement window invades me eggy sulphur burping from the drains an organic degassing from below my house
: Betrayed !
my feeling passes the stars behave stagnant and dismissive of me ; withholding glove oblivion ; the clouds step in like a quick curtain over some 'lewd private show' (must I pay more to see more ?) My world is kept restrictive ; a muzzling
I bare the weight still of the days wetter ill Better off indoors filtered of my own dander and projected upon by a feeding screen