  Sun, dark sun Sun of black void heat Sun of the torrid mid-day’s horrific darkness. Behold my hair twisting and going black. Behold my eyes turn tawny yellow Negroid; See the milk of northern spume Coagulating and going black in my veins Aromatic as frankincense. Columns dark and soft Sunblack men Soft shafts, sunbreathing mouths Eyes of yellow, golden sand As frictional, as perilous, explosive as brimstone. Rock, waves of dark heat; Waves of dark heat, rock, sway upwards Waver perpendicular. What is the horizontal rolling of water Compared to the flood of black heat that rolls upward past my eyes? Taormina. |
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