Toe, knee, shoulder, head.

Up a ravaged gutter of copper and lead

 

East echoing wind of string and brass

a shrieking tune on the broken glass

 

Cold hammer cracks a crumbly gall

Disturbing the bird nest disco ball

 

No place to dine a lonely dove

But one to dervish, liquid love

 

Loose sticky shuffle, dried ocean regrets,

A working boot licks a lifetime of steps

 

For youth of greed, the plague of age.

A looming debt to the heavens wage.

 

Sow final seeds in the flower bed.

First toe, knee, shoulder, then head.