LUNAR HALO
Nine stitches and liquid morphine cannot keep it closed
Rounded by your stomach more hollow than forgot
Steel birds fly from clocks
Striking the same hour in interval
A freak disease tears across the vista
You’ve been told this is the year of medicine
Lunar halo must bother you tonight with some life
Stronger than satellites with strong melancholies
The situation of radar gone deaf
War shine and flare lit in the lips
A ring of unknown men waiting
To think of it is a tourniquet
Embracing you to the point to the point of
Sugar awake in the disaster
Vaccinations breaking on a slanted animal
The situation of its waves
Puts full bladders on the water top bothering you
Time for you to ride it
Even when it acts botched or hypnotic
A tornado hanged in example
Eye sticking to its guns
It must bother you with oblong torment tonight
Between your deserts and escaped stars
Messes of radial spoils steal on you
Recognizing your continuous tattoo
Lunar halo casts your face in harassments
It dissolves former weather in your ear
Takes up with your hexes
Ice becoming gas blasting into a foaming hole
Out of which zodiac carcasses crawl
Under lunar halo, anyone who waits
For sleep waits to be seen to