Be the inquisitive
The ravenous bait
Hurl your halting heart

Your hatchway fears
Bolt ceasing all hates
Efficaciously coring towers of truths

The indubitable decorum of a summers sun
Quenching the yellow desire
Polishing your fatal moments
Your ambiguous virgin splendor

Millrace your transfigured time
Rushing the sweet salty secret of limbs
The healer of all wounds laying in the fortitude of your muscles
And the miraculous dermis of your existence

Evermore bask in the continuity of your precious recycled fate . .