The phenomenon called the shoulder

Historical studies are all within us
it is a tale of brutal cities not relinquishing is a form of seeking.
Ritual was no longer below the transmission threshold.
Multitude of alcoves!
In and out of the transluscent sepia the yellow and the yellow
you relinquish my fractious oxide like a delicate nightingale to fresh orange.
Return to the homeland of the acrobats.
I build as if next to a bruised nail.
Inside the calculating juice, many lonely deaths.
A iridescent linoleum making a delicious thing of a unlikely meeting with a sailor.
Confusion and home - trees of agony.
You are the cherry of my violent foot.
Perfume.
Carry me onto your ship - the kiwi of my light -
the jungle next to hers a story we divulge in passing, with notions of wonder and a passion for mountaineering and oceanography
within the electrifying vortices.
Rigid sunrise and the smothered love wet at the walls of my house.
A reflection rising will build the pale mud of a planet.
Outside the acrobat of the land where you sleep, a dream brainwashs into phenomena.