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images surfacing over several days after reading a russian fairy tale |
Licked by silver tongues of black fire Rippling, shimmering over the coat of a galloping wolf at midnight And draped in vertigris curtains of aurora Lulled by intiricate puzzlesong of sodomite medieval monks Dancing in cowls of coarse spun shadow With gypsies playing flutes stolen from murdered snake charmers Swept by the razors of witches brooms on the souls of the feet of sleeping clildren Stars extinguished by the hoof strikes of Tartar warhorses On prairies of hairy grasses fed by cold platinum blisters of the stings of wasps Stream-fed maelstroms of thunderheads Tangled like the roots of rivers that eat men like flies The humming of the golden threads on velvet brocades on heaving white breasts A liquid feline leap to a low branch of a dying cypress The soft shrieking of love under the scalpel blue dome of heaven Wrapped in a coat of worms A splintered sword upon wet fallen leaves A fearful clicking of molesteeth The dance of sturgeon and crayfish Gothic winds born in secret canyons A slolemn aria in an opera of acrctic foxes Diamonds stolen from the garments of a consecrated Madonna The alien alphabet of the shells of turtles and the tongues of larks Finely ground lenses from infernal telescopes of brass and water Three singing oranges from a tree that only grows at night A blanket of tiger skins trimmed in whales claws Ghostly monkey bites on the nipples and lips of your sister and wife Bands of babies dancing naked through fields of nettle and serpents Beneath forty crows sleeping in a black wood Moons of Jupiter aligned upon a sanguinary ecliptic A single silver feather in the crown of a hummingbird Mystic anagrams on goat hide written in poison ink A string of silk from the harp of a vampire Nine bamboo wands inlaid with crawling copper-sapphire symbols Moccasins for the climbing of red flint cliffs Complex aromatic oils distilled from a Siberian meteroite Waxes of ancient ambergris The left blue eye of a frozen cat A golden brick from an Inca mountain palace And my tunic of bat fur and roses tunics of bat fur and roses |