let deep dear things drink

twilight locks lusty take on to the scales all beauty weathered of honey'd nerves
none shall echo in song knocked unto heaven's eunuch wings

it's time you came and sink to me mists a running first fever
let deep dear things drink of the leafage eared in seed

past pyramids who lifted you off your hinges unheeded
air waters of threshold of winter shining of iron spring

fictioned night breaks moved into you as cloaked storms clapped
followed into infernal flashlight beam your parallel darknesses away

tickled by deadend moss and of harsh friction
rub nature spermatazoa into urns as ash