Routed now past points which arc through the silence

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

Be music, night

 

 

 

… … … dark fire

 

 

… dark
And dark on dark forever
Now

 

 

Stone is the rain

Stone music

And stone is the air…
Of stone,
…sea…

 

 

… music
… ruin's songs

 

 

… … … gently silent forms
of the last spaces

 

 

… … … but the smell
of blood does not fade

 

 

 

 

 

Arrive to arrive and to arrive here in such thick
white silence

 

 

…see…
the cold, dancing…

… … … silence singing to the wound

 

 

… … … wound

… … … dances through the stains

 

 

 

 

 

 

No singing shiver…

 

In crumbling world - …

 

This peopled solitude…

 

 

… this slowness…

 

 

… in this womb, in this fist…

 

 

… flexing wing…
… in the stillness…

 

 

… in this black wound

 

 

… … … silent hands, seeking in shadow

 

and wings folded… and no singing…
there was no singing

 

 

 

 

 

… … … slow…

 

 

… … … the riot act…

 

 

… … … the wound… … … the sound
… … … complete

 

 

… … … abyss…

 

 

… this slowness…

 

 

… arc
of murderous speed - assassin beautiful

 

 

 

 

 

Sword on the wind, black knuckles…

 

Bleed out of the moving dark…

 

 

… voices float…
… cold…

Song
… … … journeying
… … … night

 

 

… in strict beauty…

 

… Poem… building in the blood…

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

Routed now past points which arc through the silence

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