LITMIR.BIZ

      Night, like a raven cries corn tears,

      They crumble like snowflakes into hieroglyphs,

      Shine with blind eyes in the twilight.

      Amazons – Atlanteans hold a column of organ,

      Playing a melody of crimson horror

      And bird bunting of merry-go-rounding.

      The shadow of raven nimble fell.

      And breath was shed,

      The bird’s beak falls like a bubblehead,

      In a little carousel booth, and like this

      Peacock’s tail rise a both.

      Tigress bird,

      Narrow shoulders and narrow eyes,

      Goes down, bends down.

      And I, with timid dread,

      Like Oedipus, suddenly saw my father…

      An Injun soldier, in a feathered crown,

      In a red uniform, I raise my hands:

      The Basset feline blinds the eyes,