It was golden oblivion we were sifting through
Withdrawing from the existences
I witnessed
kingfisher fire in Indra’s net
THE COLLAPSE!
OF THE AGES!
Fractured Madonna of the Aftermath
I was a Cathedral of Dust
a barbarian burned in the paradise flames of Gethsemane
the shadows were marauders for light
haunting the Empyrean for Heaven’s blue embers
I tried to die in the cardiac arrest night
darkfell the day was spent
She was Madonna of the Vacancies Creation
the thunderclouds were singing with Leviathan lightning
a ransom for the sacrificed king
I was unwinding into kingfisher fire
it was desire breaking Eternity
Madonna of the metropolis
it was darkness damned in the Machine Age
she was Madonna of the holograms
dark handshakes with the synthetic abyss
what a feast despair
kingfisher fire it was singing like lightning!
how vast the chained cities
she was Madonna of the territories
for a firefly interval, Deliverance from world-sorrow
I was bound to the torment
like Madonna in Nazareth drowning in Dust
the Reverences were in retreat
reigning heaven abided
the wreckage! of the events!
I was a Wilderness in Exile
Exiled
I sacrificed a veil of spring lilies
bonfire night
the worlds were ransomed and consumed
every dollhouse was a pandemonium
every godhead ornament!
Sibyl of the crypts
with transfiguration talons
the beacons of light abided like a Leviathan in the trenched Mariana
namesake Chaos summerfire burned into survival autumn
who could survive
the discontinuities
I was through with them
gods as phantom as dead nerve endings
(she was Magdalene of the ropes and rooftops)
Oblivion was white and static like the snow globe world
there were werewolves in the night winds
(she was Magdalene of the sulphur-green gas station oasis)
sealed by anvils of sacred starlight
Ash Madonna was in the acacias
she severed the snake head
and the serpent was speechless
sleepwalking Madonna of the muteness
Being was a cage of bone in acid rivers
The Reckoning!
every irreversibility
was an archaeology of stones
every ending season
spawned the bone scorpions
bound and mute Madonna
she was harnessed to the darkness
I was a fawn in fallow lands
angels of rib and cartilage
the settlements were stone
(Magdalene bore a collar of darkness)
I was a Graveyard
Madonna of the Ruin Riots
(she was Magdalene in the alleyways)
Chimeras stalked the darkness
I survived with the fire scripts
mining gilds of daylight like fools after pyrite
Madonna of the smoking factories
she liminalized the boundaries
(Magdalene was an alchemist of flesh)
Madonna tightroped Oblivion
Madonna of the Mortar Earth
alabaster antelopes roamed in the tumult
the sun was red as the chambers of heart ventricles
an atrium of unfurling skies and everything was nuclearized in the late apocalypse
that despot darkness outlived the intervals of the fireflies
storm-prophet she was Madonna of the godheads abandoned in the Hollows
famished the flesh of the flame
Madonna of the territories
witnessed the world-consumer Ouroboros
