SO WHAT IF the sun round me rolled in its autumn tint of gold? Worlds are forever dying and then being reborn. Remember when I kicked you out of my life and then you left? Gehenna still burns! Gods or men, I wanted attention.

Like a slumbering sphinx my eyes were shut to things I did not want Witnessing me I drifted in daylight I suffocated on the precipice of suicide suspended at twilight I slept in daydreams I was a vase a vessel a waste within the carcasses of Oblivion like dark honeycomb I was broken and it was for the backlash of the angels that I was chosen caught like a creature in a capture net it was carnage that I wrought a lilting angel of Lilith I wilted when I witnessed I tilted like a misdirected Earth I dreamt up an abyss beneath my feet in a Hollywood garage I couldn’t survive without reason it was a fervent Eternity that I lost to the seasons I dayspring I daysleep I dissipate encased in Time’s spiral I sought smoke in the year of the snake my mind resigned me it sought me so and so it does no good to go I went sidewise with the tidal waves of the highways and by the banks of the white limestone earth I was cursed I suffered a half-moon collapse and, yes, by the jaws of Hell I was swiftly snatched I dreamt the hounds snapped at my slender ankles like a thundering shore and, even with that, I was bored!

Song of creation the rope of an angel was at my neck it was the vestige of a decadent empire they wanted to protect the annunciation of carnage that I wanted to forget