Phenol.

From whence comes
The strength that hums
Through my empty
Vesicles
As quick as coffee
Courses as quick
As admirable horses
This bracket that
Quacks repugnant,
Rampant, gules,
And I a
Silverado, gullible duck
Hovering in a pocket of
Hot air falling
On a G-string.

Icarus, that flybynight
Daytripper who waxed so
Warm with his dad's bad guidance
Knew the moment he felt
The slipshod quills begin to drip
That this flight was only
Prototypical.
Indeed, he should have learned to fly by night.
How near the sun may one ascend
In any case? In any case, would not the wind
Have cooled his tail?
The heat of Helios is barely a degree
In difference between the mountains and the sea;
Shaftpoked, crawling blind,
Hotmouthed Behemoth
Now the pure blue flame of
Horror which seems so
Natural in the springtime,
Blue into Green,
Pale onto deepest black,
Detergent of auricles,
Softsoap of the heart.