Dancing Dark Spiders [a Poetic Mytho]
Sunday, May 18th, 2008Dancing Dark Spiders
Part I
The Dark Thick
The sun raised over the top of the Galapagos, pouring down a tide of brilliant, gleaming sunlight: involuntary motions, deliriums: riddled the jungle, and my puzzled-entangled brain.
Down, down and around the tributariesit seemed the slow current lead my vessel: filled with night’s goblin-faces; obscure dimness, riding high, high as […]