Lord of Winged InsectA Poem by Nick GrangerBailzaibawb Morphing configurations of swarming flies that sting and bite
"Legion onoma moi oti polloi esmen"
The perception of ego converging as ideal shapes a priori In this age and that Like clouds but sinking into pits of sea and clay
Who is this would be master fearful of unsevered Tiamat
These fourteen parts are the body of Osiris dreaming
[This is for public viewing, though not to be of profit to anyone but myself.] © 2009 Nick Granger |
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