Dies Irae

With the slight­est touch,
a sleep­ing drag­on awakes.
Odin’s ravens, Thought

and Memory, croak.
They eat mush­room clouds for lunch,
dark rain for din­ner.

Gorged af­ter this meal,
they hear What the Thunder Says:
’All the world has aged.’

Immolated in
Inextinguishable Fire,
Megiddo is qui­et.

Two men lay like sleep,
bow­ing to on­ce fer­tile ground.
Interrupted by

a child with­out eyes,
Winter set­tles on a land
too burnt for lilies.

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