The Deity of the Twilight Sea

Sleeplessly brooding
in the venting saunas
beneath the sea,
A bronze statue
with the belly of a
winged wolf:
the Deity does not
know, the Sea is
Sinking.

Sita

Andes screams
still
A new begot at his
bloody groins
a new born of an
unknown kind
from yojans away
over the gyrating
sea over the magma
lands, great walls
from a nether heaven
new dead mountain
salt streams may
she take to her
new home weeping
her way out of
rock soil, thick green.
'Andes, do not weep
father'

World of Childhood

Organs In the marsh Whistle. I envy their sorrow But in the bogs On my boat I sense the Zeus Rowing in Hades Seeking the World of childhood Kronos

Dividing our Hearts

Dividing our
Hearts for
Thousand times
Sleek can we
Grow if we survive
The way to love
Even if we hate each other
Every moment

Hate Play

The game
we once played
Only made
Us obviate
Our hatred
More.
Love always
Triumphs
It seems.
Can settlements
Thrill the same?

Embrace

He lives
In a home
Cold without me
The pavement I
once swept
And slept
Still burns
Hot to hell
Waiting for
His embrace

Nuclear controller

To my twin
Computer.
Some ones
Are worn
But will
Doom
Us
If we open
Them