Eternal consciousness
in the Void
(makes trial & jail seem almost
friendly)
 
a Kiss in the Storm
 
(Madman at the wheel
gun at the neck
space populous & arching
coolly)
 
A barn
a cabin attic
 
Your own face
stationary
in the mirrored window
 
fear of restroom’s
Tragic cold
neon
 
I’m freezing
 
animals
dead
 
white wings of
rabbits
 
grey velvet deer
 
The Canyon
 
The car a craft
in wretched
SPACE
 
Sudden movements
 
& your past
to warm you
in Spiritless
Night
 
The Lonely HWY
Cold hiker
 
Afraid of Wolves
& his own
Shadow
~~~
 
The Wolf,
who lives under the rock
has invited me
to drink of his cool
Water.
Not to splash or bathe
But leave the sun
& know the dead desert
night
& the cold men
who play there.
~~~
 
a ha
Come on, now
luring the Traveller
Mighty Voyager
Curious, into its dark womb
The graves grinning
Indians of night
The eyes of night
Westward luring
into the brothel, into the blood bath
into the Dream
The dark Dream of conquest
& Voyage
into night, Westward into Night

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