'Embolism, spiral and residue,
Crepuscules, pinnacle pentacle tentacle.
When the surge breaks and births
mirk monsters,
Glinting in Poseidon’s trident,
The slow knotted crippled mandible
approaches
The long night of knives wet.'

Fallow farrow in the narrows;
The gulls herald their blows in dire trumpeting,
Broken neck birds crying circling necrosis.