Be warm, enjoy the season, lift your head

  O Love, be fed with apples while you may, And feel the sun and go in royal array, A smiling innocent on the heavenly causeway, Though in what listening horror for the cry That soars in outer blackness dismally, The dumb blind beast, the paranoiac fury: Be warm, enjoy the season, lift your head, Exquisite in the pulse of tainted blood, That shivering glory … Continue reading Be warm, enjoy the season, lift your head