H O P E
Iconochromatic hedonaphine blaze
fire to feral to smile away her clothes
hope she dances, hope she hope she
final sprint spirits her golden she's golden,
under and fallen Hope white and slate falls,
Tells you she's chromatic mortiphonic yearning for radiation.

Depth is foiled, the figure is glowing through flesh
meridian lines shine on to the falls,
frothing like water made bestial,
a monster paradise one one face, the other turned moonlight
tuned   to the lakelight, the indigo clouds become burnished,
she turns piously and presses her eyes closed balanced.

Heat blue try and catch me
heard her retching in the next room
her autism jealous of me, chase down the stairs
year old dry fuilds from the dead spider on the wall
Hate can't see me here,
and she sounds so blue.

Hope suddenly behind us all and jokes
distressing to proleteriat talentless ugly males
Hope she dances, hope she hope she
through strands of silver confidence
through callousness shines an insubstantial telephone number
it doesn't help ; on the level of hope.

G U N
Interferatropic
A seed of radiance
gone
engulfed by mascaraburnt soulevery day.
Inteferenfce gun
Two tunnels of light
sealed
hurtled into a commercial and forced to murder
three thousand rounds a minute.
beat down beating face  beat it until it cracks
it's down and she's five feet tall  and she's handing me a scrap of lace
I'm the captain I'm the pilot I've no control at all
she's carried by a passanger so willing to explore
I have the interference gun, she hands us scraps of lace
one from the leg, on from the head, screaming three thousand rounds per minute
A golem persists
dead
smashed down by desperate wooden hands
A beaten face
cracks
So long as you resist a pre-packaged god
She's fice foot tall
alive
closeness is relative all warmth is gone.