Formless
Sleeping giant,formless,not yet born,
You will awaken as poison.
Rising up from retention ponds,
Dragonflies with nephilim wings.
Writing prophecies on liquid scrolls,
Your iridescent words we'll eat.
The fire,raining down to earth,
Feeding the mandrakes, of old eden.
Copyright © Charles Pullen | Year Posted 2016
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