Nearby a Glen’s Stream

of Maxwell Clark

                                                                            Acid carwash dousing fizz,

                                                                            Carols of ur-blackest markets,

                                                                            Sympathetic as a cauldron is sculptural.

                                                                            Garrisons, principalities, archives, names;

                                                                            Unforeseeable any shared visions;

                                                                            The rooster thus is not afraid.

Humanity is inhumane.

Unto the daylight I sink, alike of rocks into ocean’s suns,

Dropping hard, akin to unreal meteor-welds, august

Melts, horrendously obtuse rakes, oratorical,

and of flourishing about itself acidic; disarmed.

Resinous flanks defoliate wondrously atop this, herein

unclosing odiferously vacant meat-hooks, as of

unpretty unlockings diversified, spilt juts disarrayed,

deformations delayed; meddling.

Unpouring, then the cascades alight.