(the starless heel of Hell waits on fibers)

(nothing is salvageable)

(I dream of a different life)

(the bulbous globe oscillates and decays)

(I survive like a shadow on stilts)

(lowly, the astrolabe pulses step and step by and by 

a minute

an hour)

(low step the blue)

(low step the anguished flowering)

(after I let people devour me)

(and who will keep me? who will keep me?)