Feel Great Headhunted  Ones

In the white pink zone

                                      Frosted

Maples wandering winter’s

Translucent bone shapes

                                     Mark the walls

With their drunken silhouette’s

Breathe in through the nose

Out of the mouth

Dam up the mouth

Scatter words to create

A matted path

Curl up the lunar blood flow

Jazz it up with a golden light

Shiver

From dark to dark

Is a boat ride

Tidal flow with no beginning or end