Incubus Bimorph Visions

Incubus Bimorph Visions David J Walker Are you from the first burst of a dying sun the last lit visions vast as past points of crass crescendos crashing slowly solemnly past processions of last night late at the star lit gate alone Are you from The last verse of A song unsung The tones tuned and cursed With a cursive tongue Lyrics fat fatuous and flat Lines of the unkind Measures metered flung Omni-directed Biomorphed and wheedled Into whatever Are you from The incubus visions Awaiting dear Morpheus Are you from The light years sum Of somnolent erumpent persuasions