HORIZON LINE-ISLAND

In homeless, orphaned flocks,

 ravens chatter on skeleton-like branches:

 black bones, charred, about to cool!

 They spared not the chill shadows

 of seasons while they could,

 For the stealthy flicker

 of the fading sun Is now,

 perhaps, for ever ceased!

 The only possible connection

 between two lovers was,

 That they clung to each other

 by navel-strings,

 captive to each other's safety- Social

 gravity prejudiced all decapitates you,

 it doesn't want to know you,

 because it never asks!

 With clenched fists,

 clenched teeth they swirl,

 hoofing, in a gloomy Time-vacuum,

 - Thoughts shiver with reason,

 for warming pity!

 Icy muteness shed to execution,

 Murderous air through

 the body's tunnels seeps!

 - From time sunk,

 now would be so good

 a satisfaction to draw Thee forth,

 that thy blushing fury might unveil

 on thy face the blood-rose essence!

 O! - It must be too late, it cannot be!

 The memory of the past

 is now easily deceived: in vain!

 The years go by faster than at

 the beginning of our birth,

 when everything and

 everyone is brand new!

- No more the one-eyed winking

 Cyclops-eye greets the sky,

 And the rainbow, 

with its deep red wounded arc,

 Has moved to transience,

 - Vague, uncertain,

 organic matter is gathering on

 the island of the horizon-line!