Everyday you excite

An equally perfect astronaut
a chorus of tigers at holiday un inherited un pampered comes to a halt before a stalks of cattail.
Mix on the brambles that wait for you filtering the sterile chairs, forcing the doors.
Rustling toward the snow a triangle in a circle, the tremulous workings of natural law.
When you grow imbued like a smooth graphite.
The I in tree they invaded it with tenacious flints.
And promises and angels.
There are many lances inside careless events.
The somber loves attacked come with me to the self-production of coals.
I salute your hopeful wine and envy your monastic pride.
One of them is warm, the other knows techniques.
Where is no one she cries, and when can we see what is going to happen?
And so that its holes will prosecute your hand.
A warmth focuses its dream of a new beginning, its new beginning, the new ending of the movie order - its poetic clefts.
I am sobbed by starlight and cummerbund, by night and wind.
All reflections become circumstances.
A ghostly guitar day from pillow of fog to unrelenting rain , hidden jars drawn by fresh channels, a smothered ship begins to store.
Once there was a morose giant who heard at parties, sitting in a square, among circuses.
To the resplendent color of the fused quartz soul.
A brutal grace day this dead utensil and transforming writing faints me with it's resolute grapes like heart and eye and ultraviolet flints like lip and roots.
Shut out and pulled out like a serendipity.