VOLCANO WATCH
Punch tools, cutups
Antlered animals
Arm bones astonish.
Antipodes hook.
Winged jewels
Bluegrass blades
Amaranthine throats.
Nothing’s lost on me.
I am lost
In a volcano
Man, billows of black
Tidings. Lured to the horizon
Through a corn maze
Past turbulence of mind
Nothing but pink
Stars to separate us.
Keep on igniting, Flame.