WHAT THEN OF HORROR?
Horrific love. Lovely horror.
The shimmer beyond the spider's web,
Silver in the Sun.
.In mathematical opera, the poet no one knows.
A young boy who
lived in the moon,
Come to Earth to
kill the giant lizard,
The most terrible horror? The senseless kind.
Why? The chaos of unknown.
Young Goodman Brown, round
For another witch vigil.
Tarantula you are.
Snakes float in your summer Sun eye.
Zombies find spaceships to take them from ruin.
A moment, human, in bas relief.
This peculiar madhouse.
When his eyes be as blue as the sea.
A small dance in November sun.
All layers and mixtures.
Watch as they play, as they try not to give
They, as we, deserve their day.