Mist like a mask on the frown of the mountain,
I take to my furnace to play with the flame
and the milky world reels as I scatter across it
shadows to sever its senses again.
Dumbfounded faith in the light as it limps on
and, derelict, fades to a lump at the dusk.
Garrulous grace in the reach of my strong arm
and ritual sleaze where I'm rough with my rust.
Brother, dear
lay down your spear
Ribbons of rhyme in a line to the red sun
where, gaseous, goes the hot root of my song.
The moon, like a mime, keeps her silence til night comes
then grins like a queen and comes singing along.
Ash-faced, forbidden, I walk like a widower,
always forgetting the hour I'm in.
Fate has a prison and I am her prisoner,
pinned to her wheel til she hazards a spin.
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