"AN ADORATION OF EOS" (work in progress, just began)

(work in progress, a little bit more experimental in form;
basially pure Rimbaud worship)

the scent of satyr's sweat, beads of sin,
abscond like toxic fire, pillaring upward
creeping towards the sky from which a hundred Pans
hang lynched;

its vapors scatter, dissolve in the pregnant light emergant;
crystals of nocturnal prides deform to balls of murk
to float away and disappear upon triumphal dawn

crooks and thieves busying themselves
with damned ignoble ventures
scatter like pests and cats with rabies
at the break of light : here comes morning !
here comes the flowing lustre of Eos, as if a deluge,
as if a flood, as if a total banisher of darkness,
a conqueror of dragons,
an extractor of the red teeth of devils
a victor of night-mares, tetherer of lucifuguous phantoms !

come dawn, come Eos, come collapse to the reign of vampires;
come sickness of light to their realm :
taint their bidding with water and sunlight;
mock their master with smiles and the good deeds :
disperse their cruel stench with the cinders of night !

strike banishment to the night-hags : begone !
strike fear to the wanderers of astral worlds -
stay put in your damned wormholes !
rouse fear in the eyes of black wolves,
fend off the black bears with torch and spear,
cleanse the nests of black demons with vomitous fire !

CLEANSE NOW THIS AIR BY THE BLESSING OF THEIA !

beautiful embroideries upon a firmament
to rain down and bless man down there,
the dancing of angels and sighing of the white clouds !

suddenly ! a rope from heavenly gallows,
a shower of mystical orbs and a warmth,
as if hammering an anvil,
strikes upon my left cheek - i close my eyes, as
mysterious sonnets fall
from gilded rows of stars - and night
spasms into morning !

a slight rustle of wings
emerge amongst the rose-blood
of trees, as nymphs of beauty,
sprites of fells and sprites of glades
disband into vaporous forms
to float above and beyond the curve
of the great meadow of Asphodel

"CUTE COTTAGE DREAM" (work in progress; experiment; far from done)

rows of squatting calynxes
and arranged gladiolas edged
by rebellious wildflowers crested
like colorful nimbae blooming florescent
regally upon the scalp of paradise

mulberry, raspberry, fig,
plume, rosebush and ash-trees

droppings of cows,
pissings of feral dogs,
every stench of nature i adore :

i soak in the sugary spit of the gorgeous Dryad

watercress, dahlia, marigold

beautiful beds of meandering lilacs

chestnut trees and sinuous roots

peace of mind, nature under discipline :

between this pretty oleander and this blood-red rose
i shall found my cottage !

here you are welcome
to root your flower

here you are welcome
to plough your field

here i shall place my great green zinc coffin
and above it i shall place yours

please ! rest with me in this beautiful soil :
let us rot into the earth, the ultimate romance...