What of Vein Seeps into Sachet

.....
.......
a blaze of hot, dusty air I plump the artificial waves
feeling pulse as broken artifact of a once beating heart

........now silent form and teetering love-lump:

.............a shell of zero to do
...................................catawba full of lung
............................................an ebonized aorta
in its late withering state

.................................[is maquette with synthesis?]


..........................transfused and ripe-bleeding
........................out elemental
.....................................properties

.....of I:

...................heady air, artificial being.


(Melancholia's Tremulous Dreadlocks, 2006)