Troubled, as if burned where the nerves trellis out
into thought: and running murders in the oxygen

In generations the nurture had rummaged among loud crags
and garbled PIN numbers and still not found the relation

to get themselves past Monday. Accelerant is used
around the base of where my helix sings yours

out of its mouth in a puddled olive stream. I’m on fire
with you, really I am: always worry what you’ll think of me

signed and sung, sometimes heartless, like a glass hole.
Annulled, as in burying in, as if worrying under