jumping rivers, denoting the passages

there were saturated windows on the headframe of our gusts
landfill jealousy with a bruised eye holding the only trophy
vacant sour crops like camps under the timber cosmos
the anxiety priest graduated from the ashtrays
like solidified, solemnified surroundings for harp judges
where no wasted starts or beginnings trail jubilees
brothers and sisters in doubt over crying dry wells
no family trees bunked with brotherly love or sailings
no weather cries, no camping austerity for mystery travels
just memories of youth jumping trains beside the river
where the cameras and company denote the passages
parched memory of old candles, brisk mornings, haunting