Friday, June 3, 2016

-Rockland Étude- 


It was HOWL last night
Last night for the last time again — its Footnote
Mantra claiming by fifteen times its singular worth, 

Avatar to the exiled mind of poor, 
Poor Solomon keyed therein. Young-  
Timers passing time spinning time inside
The type-    

Writer latitudes— hyped
At the snort of india-fume— then HOWL's blood-
Testament.

The nightmare drowned poor Solomon in its ink;      
Two souls 
Keyed-in and peeling  
Back the architecture of the other.   


                                           Fall River / 2010






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