morning

dogma's whittled
once then
overdoes
in rhythm
to reword blight
porely spread across
as sand dusts
wheel / plate / coffin
marketable securities
pronounced by those
who don't weigh syllables
against the sky and heart
the general repeats himself
with what has been allowable
the prankling flavors
dry against these tendrils
where the vine makes difference
in ripe brick
ripped from lanes
in shadow
full to mid-leash
dowry as a kernel
of implicit midnight
shimmer feed
fuels kindling
to rub out
slivers showing
in the sleek blue
facing light of the o'clock same
fracas or fragility