Siesta

like sleeping hounds –
the Lead Plating of my eyelids
seems to adjust itself for –
The Long Nap.

vials of hazelnut –
leaking – trickling – silently
Stomping
through hairline fractures of my skull

my cheekbones
Fracturing
under the mass of eighteen Supernovas

Their acidic focal Spears –
dripping; lukewarm Needles into the
Screaming –
creases
of my Meditating body and now –
Trampled shut
eyes.

2015