Domino Blocks

((Detroit Welcomes You))



Sunlight fades at a bent angle and winds
down the slope to where the neighborhood
holds at the chapels garden axle, then
everything crumbles, just outside the gate
traveling in a slow spread of devastation
a snaking vapor of liver rot, odors that
never wash off, like what
swells in the room with a live corpse 


And the nightmare ran, in a horizontal vision
mixing with gun shot echoes, panic
of a caged bird, flapping against its own bars
and a heart that thumped, hard
behind little blue lungs
blood between pin feathers, curls of heat
whistling between Gods
fisted  palm


A strangle hold
of a wooden puzzle you can’t put down
numb energy to twist 
down crooked table legs, tangled amongst
gutter twigs, greenish white rope
at the end of each last breath