Better or Verse - "Late-Nite Trinity Marshmallow Roast"

I. night's gone syrupy could get sleepy could get antsy moon is jellified could be napalm could be candy shadows and bare skin on which mosquitoes are alighting something soft, scratched hard enough just invites deeper biting

II. all orbits shift a hip switch neuron twitch a collision perfectly perpetually missed with the coordinates of planets, or of dragonflies there's a certain natural fallingfast a built-in alphabetization words unspoken, the tune hums you (we laugh at memorization)

III. it manifests subtle, something like an unshoveable nudge (hurricane-causing flutter) unpoppable bubbles it buries itself inside the earth from which it is borne you could call it a propensity it carries a humid dampness, a dark richness, (sweet inevitable) a certain... density