“A rodeo of angels;
Upon the back of God;
Giggling at the fortuned sons;
And brandishing the Devils rod
The primate song beneath them;
its dissonance unfurled;
Its tune a broken violin
of stories left untold..”
“A rodeo of angels;
Upon the back of God;
Giggling at the fortuned sons;
And brandishing the Devils rod
The primate song beneath them;
its dissonance unfurled;
Its tune a broken violin
of stories left untold..”