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.