chisel punch through the bubble sheets

rip sound rings rattles broken windows

thread squares pulled screen door shimmer

step step step step swell of the six-string

five finger magazine coughed up out of

the neighbor’s mailbox like yesterday’s

nail bomb step step step boot puzzle piece

right angle roundabout glass on rubber

step step crunch four corner wet team

walks rolls step down the pitted street

map of all known and unknown pleasures

which will be pulled into straight lines

sawdust sprayed over drip drip dark

wriggle out of the asphalt up towards

the heat of the hum of the wince of the

subcontract street lamp light