Sanguine

in these tiresome shoes and the wisdom of dormancy-

felines and plundered dreams -

all surround the elixir of forgotten and tomorrow some

fortitudes in musky waters -

sanguine little bird whirling

around lesions silled in

red bricks

standing in oblivion

to krakatoa and orlando

exits and brexits

bullets and rowdy

orbits that sanity cuttles upon