the hands bend blue the knife blac...

the hands bend blue the knife black
no mordant no escape mars is an exaggeration
deviant light it is not the color of her lips
which exclaims rather the torn remnant
of a r flag poppy or rose
inevitably the mind dies coals slacken
and the snake is largely cooked neither hissing
nor rarefied alchemy tin into vulgar
red-blindness causes the miracle
of griefs a parasite infests
the gory cros ants are exciting
his ears with silence
the two walls are glowing a r satellite indicates
one's proximity to brimstone arsenic
or shame anger eventuates from ...