FIELDS OF TRANSFUSION
Burn bright eyes burn
into the folding epitome
of the top heavy star spewer
outer in a wave form
to collide and challenge time
to notice a sky chart trembling
in a shaky haze galore
floating into a fountain head
spittle in star gazer
blazed into a retina
and somehow fly into
the heart of a star
and come out to the winning side
of a seismic gap
no longer lingering
on a pre ordained collision course
wrought in rubix-cube
constant calculation
and roll over roll over
to interlay strip mining
the ingathering
and a speck of sand
in cosmic silos
to the vast interstellar craving
an inward constant salivation
in a forward onslaught retrograde
sand paper
back and forth
riddling captivation