The Victim Sings Freshly

yield! & tell
me counsel the form of the right
Star it comes by
the wrathful the hungry
killer who is fulfilled

the pleasure light-quick
striking the black rock the hallowed
earth it’s rolling from inside
our mind body everlasting
is perception
I practise
breathing it is my mouth that is
excellent I believe this.

walking in
kindness what is good in me?
the might of injected
Steam I throw the knife
in boldness the Victim sings
freshly & gushes
water from his side

what is hooking?
where is the deadly eye
hiding who conceals?

a block on
the crust of the earth is ready to flame
matter sings to it! Scolding earth!

what belongs to the
weasel? fleet
foot & crying tongue.

a cause is
adventure Salt formation
of a kiss

terror Earth
& good fat duck
sniff geranium
& give a fuck —
afore we turn white.