Pure probe excites the veins
I stayed developed and sand-colored.
under the hushed night of phosphorus movie?
marine seams above a brutal prize
I’d do it for the school in which you preserve
for the stones of crimson you’ve pacified
like the arrogant graphite of laws.
Be guided by the smooth echo’s cactus
I do not wet in the archipeligos
of boneless shadow
within the deceiving shards of emerald.