Infatuations started with smokeless conversations
The Bamboo shoots of the gemini space programme
the siblings of fire flamed in bolt on tears
of blacken eyes at leaden lace windows.
telephone trumpeters corruption of reverse charge
As the turtles tread bailed out oceans at ease
with views of automobiles roosting in sunk trees.
With guns of peace talking you out of
Presuming that you know the endings
when you visited the Farthest peaks
of the east in the year of the oiled horse.