o glad spring
natures skin covers all again,
immortals forgotten
books buried in dull folded earth
tender vortice consuming hearts,
there is a thirst for the coming sand,
grass may tremble as it has risen,
flaming rings and streaming darkness
colossal worlds had not seen anything
of this before,
innate crawling at our borders
no day is forever,
spires and battlements no place
for ones such as this,
cold petals of a comets tail
let it pass
nine waves of birth
many wanted it shrouded
mother
scarlet ribs exposed expired,
now here would grow
one of a darker shine is coming
in a place on fifth street
habitat of men’s waste
civilization stiffened,
once before it had been seen
but not born as this had been
limbs without foetal sac extend
ribs expanded
a new biology that was rapid and sudden
fear came in quarters
with each section of growth,
it knew and would consume voracious and explicit,
time segmented to be lived
as and when it wanted,
those who knew to object
found in a deep lividity,
and there was others born of old natures form
fragile anthropoid womb,
as they rose
as did the hero
figure in fixative of mood and relevance
could he protect against such malevolence,
he was a lure to the failings and complexities
we had once known,
from poulticed womb
sucking on earth drawn nipple,
would live and not yield,
he could not comprehend
that he would see
stark in it’s contrasts a beast to be fallen or understood,
flesh decays for a reason
both he and beast
faced a modernity
that was new and abstract
in a wasteland of succession ,
beast would find it’s way
limbs gave way to wings
stretched on the industrialism and democracy
that came before
fear could be a portent
science a response not a reaction
could not comprehend,
even those who had laws
that pastured and herded
experienced a sight problematic
with their domestication to older gods,
he again the one chosen to slay
as they truly wanted,
two creatures find a companionship
astride ocean’s they left
the tentative threads of old tragedy that existed,
and watch the tilt and slide
on axis of belief and society
fall away to a darkness
worse than nothing
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