Resting on a Blanket of Vitamins

There to the east of Paisley, Georgia
for then tears were vacuumed to wheezing ducts for
your alerion binocular contacts where no one whipped to a stir

timid ashtrays fixed in the apartment blues like wrench soldiers
visiting on the day before the end like a stomach tracing itself home
retired with the ashes of epicurean dashes to alters of poultry

whether he can make the appointment or stand above grey clouds
like a wastewater endorsement for the favored society in its small island
leaving dove smells like obstreperousness calculations in the spirit walk

advisors to plastic moles on the tempered face of ocean grove fractures
seemingly out of place, but quite at home for a lasting peace treaty
that does not move without one hand harnessed against the green shoulder

vacuumed for apricot stallways and complaints with vertigo wallets
today might just be enough to keep him silent at least within himself
but once as before that may be giving him too much credit
credit is for gravity storming the aqueducts of Paisley wastewater caverns
reification for stolen mattresses slept on too soon for those student orientations