BESTIARY ALTAR

A distended heart, swells
Fuming nostrils
in a deeper sigh

A blind rage
build muscles
On the fiery air

Prowling ravenous nights
A blitz, cannon
down the ribs

Ripping flesh;
Sharper than the nails
Grow elements of its kind

Bloody clouds
Pelt stones, cascading
Drops of blood

Multitudinous offerings, wait
The bestiary altar
Dripping down the space