Toxic Flattery

Hope fills the clouds
on a dearth blue day.
The ceiling can re
boundary our kidney
bones, manufacturing
filtration, the collection
in other words of toxic
flattery intonations.
Organs donate resonance
to wide spaces. As a charred
stump, the mind once 
blazed with stories, 
these simple commissions
carrying lives under contract
to the sharpest, bleakest knives.