Dracula enters and hearing this , unfurls his wings into angelic figures
Out,
The
and tigers of bedlam on earth ,snap into action by its own volition.
and they up in heaven’s trajectory
Of course he as his function demands layed up in the eternal baroque casket smoke of whisp, alabaster and granite
Marble cold within heart of darkness
Resonate withal the ethereal beneath
as above in unison,
No, never and always now, how brown cow straying eternal indias, sCored patches,
Obliged to forget
only to remember what’s unforgettable
Compelled to repeat what’s unique ,
Divide into the minuscule
undetermined tiniest parts
Each within a cell of thought
Of his own
thinking. that, but fearing as if. he be another
Going up then falling , again down for joy and at pain
in this glorious son,
Shine illuminating all corners included labs. of of terms and odious trembling of just turned children, boys into men,
Black into white and the froth in between
legs of ivory , praying:
Upon discovering the dew, “oh god don’t destroy this world quite yet until I am spent”
Sysiphus with the Son melting his wings, time shrinking
into an abyss coincidentally unified ,
As if through a glass,
Darkly yet emancipated from his sevitude"
Cyborgs raised into 7 th heaven
Singing and beyond choirs of angels:
“all in One, and one for All”
Whisps of sea spray on hold the scene, unfurled the clouds the green valley below ,
to expose a ray intense light upon the birth of Venus.
rising out of a shell.
See? Shall
With baby igor, in trembling embrace to her bosom suckling