The eternal sun runs to the mother. She smoothes his brow and bids him. Drink from her well of hammered mist. Come along sweet ladfog rises from the ground. The falling soot is just the dust of a shivering gem. The black moon shines on a lake. White as a hand in the dark. She lifts the lamp to see his face. The silver ladle of his throat. The boy the beast and the butterfly. Thw sea is morguethe needle and the gun. These things float in the blood that has no name. The telegragh poles are crosses on the line. Rusted pins not enough saviors to hang. She bless the road the noose of vine. And waits beneath the triangle. Formed by Mercuryan evening star. The fifth planet with its blistering sore. And the soaring eagle above and to the west. The boy the beast and the butterfly. She walks across a bridge of magpies. Her hollow tongue fills the brightness. With water and in the wink of an eye. One planet with a glittering womb. One white crow one diamond hed. Big as a world big as world. Don't forget how I played with you. She criesand kissed away your tears. The white mouth of the sun smiles. On his beautiful tounge the seed of flight