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Tuesday, April 17, 2018

Green


The great-green horizon
It fills my field of vision
Into the beyond

Fear and self-loathing
The hot chains of jealousy
Green, the emerald fire

Past all despairing
Into the Hell-mouth, falling
Its green teeth gnashing

Tumble down the path
The little hate, pale as Death
In the green mourning

Drums pound in the heart
Hot blood rushing like thunder
Green, the emerald light

Cupid’s green mantle
His soft-bright feathers, end-point
Arrows of desire