Image of Control (II) - Sumac

Turn aside / Steady eyes belie the fear

Small hollow words clatter to the ground

Broken // Ruin has come not fire / or in ashen rain

Only in turgid silence / Hanging.

Flayed

Submerged in presence summoned

It expands with reach, filling rooms

Welling up from the tar choked springs

Reeking black star, shining weary light

Bloodied eyes, no tears / Bloodied eyes, no light

Know not to what this moment’s owed

Only slipping in shuddering dance

Towards cold radiant dissolve