Simplification of Threads

Scattered along
nail-bitten leaves
in places no one
wants to go

Stuck in the frenzy
with bare-anger clotheslines

Scavenging through
featherless back alleys
of Nietzsche's mind

Starting emotional avalanches
in the name of God
while forsaking

the holy fingers
of our lovers
on bubbling street-tar
cracked nights

Where do we go
from here?