Scripted

Stripped in streetlights—
abscess putrescent—rimmed edges
turned over to each,
each on eggs tanks
in anodyne repetition.

Torrid epics of dour sleevelessness.

Candy is representative of buildings…
allot tireless contact, incoherent.
A lit slit—icon existent, constant.

An only shelf:
hid and hinging,
allured off course,
stored within a prescience,
lead directly to fore-scene
by collective will—the in-site
given over by selves,
given over.

Supple emanation—form, content
to context.
Their will left to breath,
ornery petition as eerie and
a cymbal tied to
there. There is
a corpus in wait
an oily red
or scene in reverse
switched about, thin.

All seeps out
into latent excess.