HARPOON

HARPOON

And when the waves slither the vascular ...
Edges inclined at undulating frequencies
So you trailing the transcendence
Beyond my slithering strings of solitude
Burn out the writhing empyrean ...
Marmoreal choruses of churning chains
Battle still at the Orca's limbs
My ignorance beckons me afar
Walk through the immured indolence
Never faltering till it births that scar.

Sails are the peaks of dying horizons
And the arrowheads of doom
Shriek chantings of trepidation.

Wandering beyond the blistering blaze
Bury the lost warmth which once assailed
The voyaging spirit lurking at the ledge
Of a clamouring insanity at the farther noon.

High noon at these abyssal depths
Wandering valencies of churning veins
Blackened furnaces forging the fangs
Of a straining battlecry of sea and land
Warloom at the apex of crumbling summits
And the mountainous sequences blurring the vales ...

But beyond these rocky curtains of bladed frost
Past the hailing storms of convulsing lightning
Welcome the depth charge of an aqueous ceremony
The swirling dances swirling the halls
Of slackened grimaces and reeling torrents
Far-flung the instinct breaks the walls.

Avowed and aligning, the solitaire ...
Flaring tridents riding down the ferocity
Fury and fire of thrusts and blows
Breeding the cracking hour of an inverse time.

Wreathing and lashing the tension evolves
But the fizzled Ray's are arrows infinite
And you my feline, such grace revealing
The expanse of a blue and simmering sea
Rebound my infusion, still I'll immerse
What blood is brutal, what ink is verse ?