Placed under; a living spells breath
As lighter fuel does a lit fire.
Consume a slow kindling death
That ignites the eternal; greenbrier.
Gods’ ballerinas swanlike swooned:
When; Adam shod a silver sparkling horseshoe.
“That umbel flower, that harpooned…
With mercury daggers, with own flesh slew”.
Who knew the head of a serpent?
Should; festoon the flowering, infant
Changing, times every remnant…
Into the sexual yearning's of a savant.
Drilled; by gods suns hot judgment!
Here on’ there on’ from now on’
Down, aeon ages for aeons; and an aeon…
Every moment: Sinfully, happily, pregnant.
