Legendary Times

by Ryan Nardi

Sunday mocks the heathen.
Mourned at midnight--
how do the hours count?
by the moon or by the sun?

Secret signs and dumps
of new holy weapons
for aeons buried
Hay-soos', Zoos', and others' vaults...

Orpheus playing kachina calls
after terrible scenes in Uxmal.
What if Kulkulkan was a

What if my beast tortured soul
is a strange science project gone wrong?
Or gone right!
I can't make any sense anymore.

Something inside me says, "All,"
and something else turns like a claw.
Faith in high heaven is bold.
But not yet, I don't want to go...


Posted on 12/20/2009
Copyright © 2023 Ryan Nardi

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