(A lone voice whispers)
I met a God once after
Following the immortal white beam
of the Wolf moon
Guiding me to
Crossing into the holy threshold
Beyond the legendary
Open silver gates
Into the strange
Casual and haphazard lands of lucid dreams
I saw a man clad in wolf mane
Bending low and kissing some called Persephone
This I instantly knew for the strange warm winds
Carrying a multitude of voices that never stopped whispering
Told me so
I watched her shiver from the soft nape of her neck
To her hard hips
After he left the taste of sweet red grapes on her soft lips
I saw him once more
You know
In the middle of Eighty-Four
When he appeared and whispered in my ear
Saying
I remember you
So know this
In days that will come to pass
Long after your kind has left the timeless playground
And has had been forgotten like the names of the Sumerian kings of old
I will remember that sweet kiss I once gave to
Persephone
And let you once again enter and live forever in my home
From Sheol
A visceral realm
A soft sandy shore within the reach of all that is flesh and bone
For my new towns and cities midnight visitors
Said the Dreamgod
Who will always remain
because love and imagination
Chaos and hate
Live forever
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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