jewel's at the sea floor 
with timming hands of waterplants 
and memories 
that quickly grasp 
ain't no fret 
arrest 
i gasp out with no sound 

blisters in eye-lash and sunbeams 

pressure under foam does not belong to foe. 
bomb killed a bomb in an air while they flew from the trapdoors 
to coast by alie. 
hatchet on a hat got a slash 
but no one noticed slicky whoop that glanced on a jet 
and made among those in kiffens a tremblence in their bones 

enenevening 

crimson light on even horizon line 
unbossomed sky to pennetrate, 
so crincly face ignores light and changes to 
subaqueous. It's getting older 

even evening