GUTTER-PUMPING LEOTARDS

Gutter-pumping leotards
Arrest the mind.
Claustrophobes with paisley ties
Glance not behind.

Darkness breeds the royal roach
In suckling dreams.
Tyrants of the waking hours
Breathe deep their steams.

Poker-men without their cards
Reject their kind.
A finger in a stranger’s hand,
Mouth dumb, eyes blind.

Particles without reproach
Undo their seams.
Silent are the monoliths’
Eternal screams.