The Cut Off, and The Electric Looming

Unsatisfied gloam the venom whispered:

I heard laughing and wavering tongues

The spirited moonlight and the dancing dogs

What skipped past in this blue mist?

A twittering in motionless time:

Fractured and stained you who wander

In this glassy rain

Remember her face in the jar

The cawing of man with amber limbs:

Feed the open effigy burning prismatic flames

O’er the horizonless mire

And speak to me again through the shroud

Departing breaths in shade of fever:

Filled fortune awaiting the train

Or the dance adrift the unborn mile

Wherever they are their murmurs in ears

Dancer disappears before serpent’s shadow:

The memory of certain steps

Trapped under weight of echoing

A crack in blue mist and the croak of a frog

The electric in bloom over -