DESIRE LIKE A FATALITY AT MIDNIGHT it was golden to me to find myself sinking in black waves it was a silent violence our love was a relic of time it was desire to me twinkling in the midnight field of time I dreamt of you choking golden me like I was a relic of time it was desire to me that you bind to me like time for every eternity desire burning in a circuit of fire I was wise to it the rising in my ribs like desire singing I was witnessing the beginning of the endings it was golden to me the devastation rose in me wanting you was a grace from the devastation that closed in on me eternity obliterated me to witness the devastation like Pandoras gift to the nations devastation like a scream living in my ribs it made skeletons of us I was a dead thing roving round the realms of devastation summerfire season I wanted it killing us it was religious to return to ribbons of fire and witness the void listened to us it was a singing in my ribs that obliterated me like Eternity unraveling my need summerfire season the quickening of desire in our bones summerfire season that dream was devastation 

Getting older was fun I was rich in wisdom—I mean in awareness of the stupid things I had done awareness of my limitations—I would let the four horsemen of the apocalypse ride me to devastation it was ecstasy to surrender to necessity I folded into the golden light like a god that went into hiding it was desire mounting me like a midnight steed I needed freedom swimming with the stars in a time field do you not hear the cosmic grandeur? like the planets were planned for us? it was an impossibility theologically to escape from the constellations burning from desire was golden to me in summerfire season and yes I folded