night is fever tablet is flavored by the current of fear now in favor
whose walk now to elevate common
immortals as graceless
as beacons born of the dirty alleys
whose walk now wear the paralyzed
minor chord garb
the teachers the priest stale executioners
present at birth of clarity
whose walk now bare breasted singers
the coming false dawn seen from the twilight
sea spray cloaks
cover the forms impressions
disguised in the pilot-house
whose walk now Archimedes labored walk
the cold mask of Ozymandias
tired mythos of dying
blinded Plato hungry
pulse radiated charm
shipwrecked with no memory of gravity
whose walk now steer by the zombie
eye of the dead star
thirteenth house in Western sky
fate of raked leaves
horned teens and living junkies
spread out on ground
in lines and patterns
whose walk now the poet Priestess
high shrieks of denial
the rock in which this Worm turns
rotten soils Lifetree the lifelong
Prophet of Sage orange fire is born and dies
liquid slab of accused notion
classical wet flesh
has an odor of mature olives