dire Hell direct Ion

Hell her iron desk a lathe to crown toothpicks
out of redwood kings and cedar queens was raven tested
by dreamy dismal day over bog venom steeped
in intimate shells
wave maiden loin girdled
the trunks brought up off ocean canyons asteroid born
soaked in dinosaur blood turned to petroleum
the pterodactly petroglphys premonitions prompted Hell
to slam her furnace glare off toward heave On
making a marker obsidian
arrowing a harrowing barrow of sheer point
with no point other than
dire
-rection of envy