Desperate exigencies of sifted light Straight radiant depart a wilted soul Not wrapped by the felony touch of dust But uplifted in scourged golds infolding her 5 As blood scarves defend a weeping head from death. So much is hefted out of this sepulchral singing My blindfish heart rives in satiate dwells To swig until christened or drunk enough To swell my thin monody to her coral repose, 10 Flecking lucent spectrums of heaven's lacewing weeping. Shirred angel, unsplint this shinplaster self Outfaced by your blue radiant weeps, and Take this shunt offering that limes the raving grave! Charivari mourners cluster the lorn wake; 15 I melt to a shive, retouched. Too often retouched.
From the collection "Ghosts and Princes"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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