wrangling in tandem

Mirrors gasp inward, O most fair
eek! the crack widens, eventual end
opens a song searing silence to 
wranglers of stars, rounds of fire

blaring the anthems of growling gamblers
Arias on HW 84, yawning opera
risks damnation of senator philanthropists
key in here ***brown ferdinand eyes

smell le fleurs in upper balcony
quarries, stare obsessively at the Horizon
uranus sparkles above the mud and debris
eloping with jupiter to vegas casinos

arcs of gold get cashed to appease the
khaki-limbed crackpot retirees
GOSH is their euphemism for oFuck
ask any blank eyed strangler what

sparks their motor & if they answer
Pretend Nothing & let the blood boil


written with sierra collom,
trading lines
1996