Stumbling Lightways in the Furtive Ground

stock-still curtains cry embrocation
leaving out the furtive light
stolen ad initio, like lakes’s foddering disposal
grassways kissing porch lights never tempted
disturbing witnesses of brass soldier houses
there is no demotion in the forthcoming ground
denies ordinary patronage and hagiophobia
violets and door knocking trenches step back
now the ground moves, now the market stumbles