“Wind of the sea, O where, where, where, through the salt and spray, do you bear me in misery?" H.D.
It’s too hot and too dry. I remember when it was too cold and too wet. Why am I here? God. God. God. I want an empire of fields Chapel of starlight I died in black amaranth twilight Madonna of the sacred silences like the dangerous one behind the stars she was hiding from us incarcerated in a grave of flames I craved a riot of silver nights I died in the cratering darknesses that I created the bondage! of desire! it was your face like the visage of midnight haunting my dreams where do you bear me darkness barge where do you bear me desire I wanted binding in silver chrysalis nights lady of ice Madonna was my carnal creation wild maiden of the gloaming like the garish stars she twinkled to desire’s annihilation beneath the white-winged skies of the Lotus Lands I witnessed flowers blossoming with fire veils the darkness march siren souls shored to oblivion before iris spring
Madonna the immortal I was fracturing like a supernova in the black firmament on the promontories of night-cliffs I witnessed the edge of the eclipse yes, I consecrated flame like white lightning before the monument moonlight Madonna in the decaying Paradise garden we were riven beings witnessing the nightmare veins I sought and sought like Artemis huntress of the sea-skies arise gargantuan spring! again the cauldron of morning was suiciding looking glass lamentations on silver chrysalis nights again and again dawn assembled the daylight