Poetry


song lyrics & minor poems

Wax Arlequin

Wax Arlequin

He forms a path through planets in multiple shapes
Adorns the broken green of wound
A swirling mass of silver fishes
Eighteen moons in his palm
And the sun in his belly
The dark beauty of Saturn and his rings
Golden goats glean crimson meadows
He came in gladrags
For distant nebulas dress her in their haze

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