From Days of Mercury

prelude in transit

~”wordless darkness that underlies all verbal truth~Perhaps something only music could suggest”   -Timebends  by Arthur Miller

spiraling dissonance
escape out of the ice basilica

Sutured behind a wing
vanished into sky

escaping through hands
Unwritten unspoken unseen

swallowed illusions
an unmourned infinity

in vanquished time
Secreted away
witnessed at azimuth

catapulted at horizon

saved in vaulted alorithms

unbanished from consciousness
but not lost finally
in the
precision of this music

at midnight
conjured from the fallout
Of  profane air

foretold by the wings of mercury

blessed godless runes

sacred to nothing

a prelude in transit
Riveted to his tracks
pulverized or

bleeding in flight
then returned

this night

where these souls & these hearts

will sing & dance again