Breathing in, Breathing out

A second hand clicks, the abyss opens,

and a raging eternity begins

volcanic nerve ending hedge row of sooty obsidian trees

grasping at magma oozing across the arching horizon

molten solar flares lashing like acid dragons tongues  

grunting beasts and hateful harpy screeches echo

a second hand clicks

gracious zephyr spirals in the ashes 

a drop of cool water springs from the wind swept surface

for now supple redolent reclining goddess

a bed of nails becomes embroidered brocade silk pillows

moaning lisa smiles.


a second hand clicks.