hearing all bells at
once instructs the final exhale
Camelot in thimble of  the gods
Marilyn Monroe's ambulance
lost on the way to the palace of  temperament
a branch of government for the magical arts
punch wall of forest for
an oaken
desk
another dream we
needed agitating the
sentence as it rows across a
newly destroyed heart folding
following tormenting one another
we were all once young and
beautiful squandering everything
it's what we came here to do
cut off engines to the child
registering disposition of the
cat in the dark as the
size of the darkness