Dull sanity’s surfeit blanches planned child planet, and all vanity
Vanishes as gleaming spires millennia highering are lain as Atlantis
Below below cold cod-cursed Atlantic, with Hy-Brasil and the Yanks
Seven years before the apocalypse, Ireland will sink in mercy to the Irish
More frequent dreams of a red Mersey screaming, gleaming slaughterine
Sun’s horses’ curdled blood flushing clean-flowing hippocrene
Which in diaphane betwixts flywing and glassclean.
Jung cursing, uttering blasphemies
Taxed at uncrackable alchemical symbols
Courting the liminal, thinking as a criminal does but abiding laws
Had I spine I surmise could do things great terrible both; no black, no white
Grey glazes numerous, green glade numinous
Black and red recurrent humors
Mood me melancholy, Saturnian Virgo in angst eternal
I am Dante’s Inferno on legs.
From the Holy Land, from Bethany to Galilee
Kneeling to flags, freedom flights along flagstones slick from fighting
Frightening waves out of Zion, a fission-powered Ass’ jawbone
I spy the movable evening spiralling masterless like a recalcitrant helix
Phoenix reduced to nuclear ashes vanishes, resurrection banished
Missiles like metallic priapics rise like steam from roasting admix
As does the priest-gripped monstrance before His host
Before cockrow sea roils boils throws itself to the world’s lofty dome
Even daring Halcyons, stormnesting scare from
Vault exalted thronging with blue gems
His flapping faultless hems
Pushing wrath’s chasuble, strikes with spiting hammer altocumulitic anvils
His endless vengeance now as fountains above and below are unfettered
CryhavochoundsforHal
Whose kingly tennising serves back Lisa-shaking gunstones!
Ride like a Tennyson brigade
Tense black and terrible, four riders in frayed cloak and sable livery
Seated at the lord’s table, seeking deliverance whilst able.
Alchemisland 
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