Liminal and luminous, being cast into the carnival heat
Columcille to Blairstown with Inverness in between
I felt old watching the mossy runes become more alive than dead
It got old watching the night flowers bloom to be more dark than I
Fabling the twilight
A celebration of the stage unseen
Bracing my blood for the maudlin eve
“A laugh convalescent, you wicked child”
Nocturnal and numinous, carousels shine against your teeth
Tracing the night clouds, inverted supposed green
I got old and stopped wishing for the horrid end of all things
The harvester sleeps aside my autumn stalked heart
And there is always more dark pressed against the film between each moment and me
The blurring edges of hushed voices across the fire, and lost to the rushes of a howling, vapid springtime just out of frame
Columcille to Blairstown with Inverness in between
I felt old watching the mossy runes become more alive than dead
It got old watching the night flowers bloom to be more dark than I
Fabling the twilight
A celebration of the stage unseen
Bracing my blood for the maudlin eve
“A laugh convalescent, you wicked child”
Nocturnal and numinous, carousels shine against your teeth
Tracing the night clouds, inverted supposed green
I got old and stopped wishing for the horrid end of all things
The harvester sleeps aside my autumn stalked heart
And there is always more dark pressed against the film between each moment and me
The blurring edges of hushed voices across the fire, and lost to the rushes of a howling, vapid springtime just out of frame
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