Harry Crosby - Vision

  I exchange eyes with the Mad Queen

  the mirror crashes against my face
and bursts into a thousand suns
  all over the city flags crackle and bang
  fog horns scream in the harbor
  the wind hurricanes through the window
  and I begin to dance the dance of the
Kurd Shepherds

  I stamp upon the floor
  I whirl like dervishes

colors revolve dressing and undressing
I lash them with my fury
stark white with iron black
harsh red with blue
marble green with bright orange
and only gold remains naked

columns of steel rise and plunge
emerge and disappear
pistoning in the river of my soul
  thrusting upwards
  thrusting downwards
  thrusting inwards
  thrusting outwards
    penetrating

  I roar with pain

black-footed ferrets disappear into holes

the sun tattooed on my back
begins to spin
  faster and faster
  whirring whirling
throwing out a glory of sparks
sparks shoot off into space
sparks into shooting stars
shooting stars collide with comets

    Explosions
  Naked Colors Explode
    Into
  Red Disaster

I crash out through the
window naked, widespread
upon a
  Heliosaurus
I uproot an obelisk and plunge
it into the ink-pot of the
Black Sea
I write the word
        SUN

Harry Crosby

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