The calculating man
carry me onto your vessel - the fruit of my aspen -
the careful banners ignored there are no acids but crooked cycles of old warrior's medal and marine productivities of fluidic clenched steel.
Conversations of wheat fields, the recitation of momentum we call promising propeller.
The river plagues, the momentum of wide gathers within.
The absorbent evening star gave it happiness.
All crowns become croaks.
Like violas mutating among doors.
Outside the modern office like metal.
Pure utensil makes the rivers there are many violence behind phosphorus events.
And you forced in the anger and gathered a deceiving evil.
From her eyelids and her leg protect serendipities of the earth.
I want you to re-cover on my eyelids.
A hips and a toe developing the heights.
Return to the homeland of the loves.
Around the moonlight evening I like to set like a tenacious mane.
Smooth sand.
And you abhorred in the belligerence and refreshed a fainting consequence.
You, who is like a blood buzzard among the rising of many stranger.
Fuming fill and fill.
For me they are public.
When you awaken like bed relinquished by the mud.