Angel of Revelation
Like an apocalypse of dreams
You had a life of eases
How did you become a devil in my mind?
How did you become a devil to me?
You were leaving shadows of a demon
Like footprints forged in the deeps
I thought we were safe slumbering
But we woke from an apocalypse of dreams
It was vertigo or sleep
Scatterings of light in sunpools
I was a spirit in Confinement
And like St elmo’s fire
I would divide myself in light
Mornings spilt in the dark mirror of Time
And I can’t get out
Springs of light like fire-isles
And all the mirrors were clapping thunder
A lantern in a tempest
St Elmo’s fire rippling like ultraviolet lights
Strolling through mountains of madness but it was life
You were Milton's daredevil
And I would divide myself
With a blacksmith’s forge into light
Prisoner of the plains
I was chained on Dawn’s scaffolding
In springs of light
You had the muteness of misty mountain peaks
from the cloistered meadowlands
like the boundaries of sleep
I was cast from Paradise that Meadowland
Following the promenade of bones
Ariel was sleeping in the seas
That demon Gabriel was razing cities
I became an anchoress of the cliffs
Like springs of light
You were my strange attractor
Age of Aquarians he wasn’t there and I—
was tarnished
We were slaves to a philosopher’s stone
Harness of the divine
And I fear that downfall corroded me
I was Jezebel of the apocalypse
The mountains factories were smoking
We were drawing dawn lights in the wraith ships
You were like a stranger in an avalanche
And I needed you saving me
A decaying rose cast from Paradise
I was drunk on Being like a liquor of the faeries in the spring
the daypassages corroded me
I was a signature of fire
And the mountains were smoking factories
We were fishing for moons in ponds
You were the altar I was burning at
and I witnessed —
the end of the universe like a liquor in the spring
The Dawn was drawing its lights
Your bones are coral now
But you were Divine then
Age of Aquarians he wasn’t there and I—
was a tarnished Jezebel cast from Paradise
The wounded doom corroded me
Your eyes were glassblack devastation like pebbles of the riverbed
Heir of the fire ruins it was desire arriving as a stranger in an avalanche
And I wanted its salvation so I vanished in the summer lightning
It was desire cast from Paradise
And I witnessed
The falling of Jericho into golden ichor
Like the boundaries of meadowland
We were harnessed by the divine
I was a signature of fire
You were gorgeous then
But your bones are coral now
And I went down like drawing dawn lights with the wraithships
I varnished in a summer thunderstorm
Lightning inquisitor of the storm seasons
We were fishing for moons in ponds like Existence
I was Joan of Arc of the mining diamonds
You were the altar I was burning at
I was a tarnished Jezebel cast from Paradise
There were fire-flowers in the summer lightning
And I witnessed the end of all things
And now desire like a momentary eclipse
one eve ever since has me
dreaming in kingdoms of fish
I was drunk on being like a liquor of the fairies in the spring
You were divine then
Your bones are coral now in standing lakes of darkness machinery and
I vanished in the thunderstorm with the immensity of summer lightning
and I witnessed like a vespertine of the fire-ruins
we were picnicking in the wastes of the Deep
Drawing dawn lights from the black Earth
Those salvaged worlds mirrored me like an Incantation
I fell in fathoms of the sea
And then that Devastation witnessed me
You were the altar I was burning at
Like a monk in a bell tower
I was a signature of fire
And I vanished in a thunderstorm
It was a carnival of salvaged worlds
And I wanted you to lead me like a firebrand in the dark
We were mooncalfs in the twilight
There were isles of Laputa in the kingdoms
Existence was a chrysalis
And then you vanished like summer lighting
I was an apostate angel and my country was a cocoon
We were quarreling with the earth
and I reasoned—
that momentary eclipse could not silence me
for all the immensities but for a season
and I was in quarrel with the earth
Fire of the apocalypse desire
like a Piranesi in the mazes I was betrayed
Vespertine of the dark lagoons of time and I fear they were mazes
Sentenced like a witch of Salem to the chrysalis
Existence was an apostate angel without wings
The sky burning black oil from a spill of summer lightning
You were Milton's daredevil in imitation of fire
I witnessed Time that fortress
in quarrel with the Earth
We fell like sunken kingdoms of desire in the summer lightning
I was a Vespertine of tarnished worlds
Executed as a witch of a Salem and existence
I fear it was a cocoon of wisdom
A stranger in an avalanche
I wanted you saving me with desire and in the summer lightning I witnessed the end of all things mentioned eternally recurring and I witnessed the universe in tealights like St. Elmo’s fires on the mashes of darkness and the first fire desire was lightning in a storm