Restless
laughter (mercurial al-
ready leaden)
My braindogwhiff,
always whereelsewhere,
is sniffing the wind
Quicker than you,
This glue,
a balance hung.
Bulging clouds shunt future
Everything epic promises death
While something half-moored,
nescio quid maius is sung
and my braindog barks at the heel.