And his borealis eyes
Noble and Aquiline
And roses spilling
From his mouth
The aching fragrance
Floods Babel
And drifts on
Every misty breath
Touches and grazes and
Traces that treadle
Pulse upon beat unto heart
The impact upon contact with
Dream coated lamina
A rip-roaring
Punch-drunk
Plunge
Into a seething tide
Of screaming hearts
Insisting
On beating
For one another
Pure Ultraviolence 