chain seared on mare to hardened fails

the tailor enters trailing the wellspring stringing along the felt and timber taken from the same animal points attached to lines made of steel stolen from the same absence left in the chamber takes ribbons and shreds soft things dead in rolls warmth clothed and pulled clasps fracture tear the silence and plug it back up again let it fall through your fingers like milk unwound and threaded through the same needle pierced through the stars and sewn through his skin jumped and fell to the air pulled in a million points stripes in the night they fell upon his chest wrapped him in his casket weave in the last bit of dust and the night became invisible the thousandth shadow disappeared without the definition from the source ground into brightness day ate the same meal left offered for the odds against tasting a snapshot a flavor froze in time kept moving and they sang like taste buds baritone strong paired and pruned lawn the fare soon dawned and cushioned ruled and taped placement kept in its place the basement rapped on the shade sand dune nude colored tile the lords discussed the cosmos and the orchids fire dipped and tipped with gild pricked with skill tripped the till into telling the fill filled the dirt with fill earth and the berth was loaded heavy right of the right side sides were seamed and creased pleased the meanest teeth broken against teeth crusted tongues and salted for the journey pulled until the sail filled pulled until the rail bent gulled with gall and thrown us all into repair

TWENTY-ONE JULY TWO-THOUSAND-ELEVEN