What Ice Team 4 found

Somewhere light ne’er tarried

Far in an enduring North

A thousand year storm 

Violently gyring, jarring stained empyrean

Swirling animate inkspill

From which fizz trines of lightning 

A dark plain blinking away

Harried glaciers reforming

In form like jewelled titans

By worldly orbs burdened.


There, residing frigid fissures 

Gelid foundling, who swimming oxygen drowns 

Guttering as a man might through mustard

Like an ice-firmed creature

Heroes would smite upon urns

Sculpted from dirt in earnest day. 


A creature

Older than demons 

Primaeval, evil supremely

Had creation seen, seething unseemly

Life from chance’s throne would unseat 

Wresting away animating glamours

This dragon of Eden clamoured from Hades, vilely creeded

Secreting an adhesive ether, its howl that of a dire hyena

Accreting tortures ever sicker, putting torch to a wicker Athena

In the glassy dungeon of a diamond spider

‘Tis production’s most malevolent unguent, in function means of fracturing

Sending even at sleep, deepdreams which fashion a man in madman’s rags

Controlling in this fashion, mind by mind, all humanity.


Sleeping below, an Undine fire-guised

Heat clothes cowing fatal ice encasing 

Dissipates upon its quaking waking

Second whom Satan unkneeling afears.


Unseen save by dreamers oneireyed 

Feigning sleep blithely

Features barely discerned

Interned below a mirrored earth

Coiled like a worm below a moving serviette

Strings briefing an empty wedding dress up the aisle 

Leaves, winds, dreams 

Things which purport to living

Compelled as statues, reposed stilly. 

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