Thursday 22 December 2011

WHIRLING


floating in the winedark sea of night

in the rocketboat of eternity

lights of fire fall from the sky

night is black and the storm is high

an orgy of windwhipped water

like crystal-meth crazed dervish

whirling, whirling, forever whirling, arms spinning to Neptune’s slaughter

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