Radius

where a glance

is worth a carnage of silence

where a sullen stare

a prophylactic due of afterlife

where a bolt reaches the clamp

that tight curve of skull to brain

where the flexing edge of an owl's gaze

gather enchantments of a melting day

where a point sleeps

in a sector's lung 

while other bodies of work

ingeniously resist

the burden of battery

the rabid bribe of the unbearable

while the poacher

without seasons

hides his naked self with figs

this pillar of salt if looked upon again

perfectly glares at the scorching

end of things