Sunday, 20 March 2011

From a Sky Full of Cloud, Around 5am

From inside a Rorschach sky
the silver scythe
of a brigand moon,
and cleaves,
rents the vague curtain
leaving detached,
debilitated shreds,
harried out of the vast

piceous stage
now set clear
for a diamond
etched Orion,
in all his glory,
to dominate
over the sleeping,
chilled earth,
while his smirking confederate
haughtily lounges