The Night Eden

sunset blush    flower

wither sweet then

dies as eyes do

when hope drops


shrouds of noonday

cover archways cankered old

veins spread thick in hungry droves

hounds of time lick


bite away    forgotten things

leave the light

passageways elongate

as winter    wet and echoing


stupefactions rake

mind wobbles

one thinks of the far

gone alchemy


one dreams of things

dreams of lost

high cries    Rowen banks

elk groans


elder gods wake

inside    realms creep

how dark the dark



horses trembling dirt

sounds bleed

the smells

the Yellow slooms


from grace    Augustus shaking

all the world

there the internal

garden lay



and burning

in metamorphose

Eden Nocturna    impure.

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