Texas Blind Salamander Feelings
Its sonar glowing
its eyes
inverted aphid's scrolls
having taken on the tenor of nautical -turpentine sparks
creeping reptilian polyps
being sulphur as in-lunation
not unlike flameless snow fields re-inverting being the dialectical polarity of magma being molten underground intarsias
their movement
not unlike the wind from a primitive whispering axe

one thinks of the electro-chimerical firing of axons
of open optical annihilation pulsing through phantoms of emptiness

again one thinks of deserted centaur colonies
of hidden retinal satin
of juniper vines distorted as ionized cometary hair

the latter being an abstract fovea
invisible cortical cells
akin to their liquifous genes
to the rote that moves through their strange genetic calliope

this being sight
not unlike prophecy
or shapeless bells in the mirror of the skin catching fire as somnific vibration
as Antarctic anemia
like the Irminger current
or the deep barbarian steam within rubies

& the opera
inside its flesh shapes
a strange refractive iodine gone missing