Out of the bed springs a rascally devil,
its head a bright red quacking,
its body a burnt blood log,
every flavor of fire mashed together as a bruise

Energy, by the time we know to see it,
embers
And the heat makes the bed pour
away from us, falling like Niagara

Energy, by the time we know to find it,
falls
a vast waste, large enough
to vanish megatons of excrements

Dissolved and distributed
flames on falling water
The bed, by the time we nose to eye it,
spreads all identifying marks thinly throughout