Dream Song 12: Sabbath

 There is an eye, there was a slit.

Nights walk, and confer on him fear.

The strangler tree, the dancing mouse
confound his vision; then they loosen it.

Henry widens.
 How did Henry House
himself ever come here?

Nights run.
 Tes yeux bizarres me suivent
when loth at landfall soft I leave.

The soldiers, Coleridge Rilke Poe,
shout commands I never heard.

They march about, dying & absurd.

Toddlers are taking over.
 O

ver! Sabbath belling.
 Snoods converge
on a weary-daring man.

What now can be cleard up? from the Yard the visitors urge.

Belle thro' the graves in a blast of sun
to the kirk moves the youngest witch.

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