I hear waltz time trance, here in the walls
there transients they're licked for tricklines
summoned on stirred spindles on webworks of wave and wave in wave
cricked notions of still cracked them bent back them then
slept the water, slept the water slow and soft
swept the water, sweat, the water low about face and
fracture lines leaking salt, leaking into gore in the
morbid mass of
masticat and
clumped muscled law