SMOKE THE LIGHT
Allison Jenks
Walk with me
Endure in the
drift of
Ocean queens
Molding rock,
Coating cities.
From the
trumpet,
A mosaic
volume
scourges.
Curling covered
flesh,
Flooding grim
sculptures.
Gambling with
the cypress
of frozen
marrow and
frontal lush
Where luscious
poison stalks,
The elbow of life
tackles
Barred dreams.
Envoys twitch
in panic and
Smoke the light
while
Loud, cyclical
instruments
Rapture like
magnetic fury
