new song

by A.W.

Posted to Poetry on 2002-07-14 10:29:00

The tyranny of wild heaven,
finger and thumb
by the terrorism of a sweet sun

Scorn upon this red sky
that lurks before my gaze and
damn the brow below it!

Horrific joy, terrible eyes
why do you show me all this,
its hard to keep down.

For Beauty is painful and
pain is ugly;
its a fire wall,
a red dragon,
my open palm.