7. for the red orc

that fell · turquoise chess-pieces
wry silken corridors cross
recross in the hollow night

spooks shunted on sunken rails
we sang full dark as if stoned
song perishing · dread lungfish

whose whistle slides into smoke
alongside such fossicking
as must end in plummet-dwine

or absolute vantage where
one's guess is pathetic loss
relict keldspar · wish list shades

curveball against foggiest choice
no fun in annulled projects
whose fracking blowback shudders

Australian iron outlaw.