Another Packet of Retrograde

Everything is considered
Everything is abundant
Liminal and rested
The defaced
Usher silence
Stars excruciate in love
To burn where
Cacophony stops
That searing white
Muting fish
Beyond womb bowl
Venus hates gold
The clicks and the cardboard
Stays soft, births silken
Through every knowing toil
In whisper
The game
Has reason
Never lined
But engraved
Our smeared mud iridescent
Padding on the shoots of planets
How did revolting come to be so
To mean as such
With its tail
Whipping sky torch
Letting moon see
Plates overflow
Smothering themselves
In process