Dumb blood of the stubborn temple
  fractious tremble, wrong,
      just as (always) religion -
botched nascence,
      haggard glum clutch
of butchered dream, right bird    
          wending wrong wing.

Hunch of housework
        forced supplication,
  first frail trill of Spring
         torment to the malcontent,
agog but grimly knowing:
       sound sans sight, brunt
   of breeze on skin, sweetslayingscent –

stuck in glum clench,
   wrench of waking,
          skank of unsomnolence,
  mum drung of venal black brain,
      clinch of midnight's droobing dung,
beauty taboo ballet

Unsang-froid flophouse of flesh
      lust to mesh in loveliness --
            furious saints within -  rage --
       silent saboteurs, singed already
   birth bloody zzz's
            to zygote page.

     - Julianza Shavin