Thin Scrims of Sweat Soon Pearled
Thin scrims of sweat soon pearled,
Gleaming beads fleeing in terror
From prisons of flesh,
Engulfed in the flow of a coursing ambition
In the white-noised hush
They had become urgent,
Exotic, and wild
Slack-jawed slayers of all things
Shallow,
Menacing crusaders
To the doubting infidels
Amongst their indolent brethren.
At full extension,
Their cravings became ravenous,
Lurching, consuming,
Strung out to a vanishing,
Throughout this mad universe of flight./
WANDERING IN A RUNNING WORLD 