Vision

I exchange eyes with the Mad Queen the mirror crashes against my face and bursts into a thousand suns all over the city flags crackle and bang fog horns scream in the harbor the wind hurricanes through the window and I begin to dance the dance of the Kurd Shepherds I stamp upon the floor I whirl like dervishes colors revolve dressing and undressing I lash them with my fury stark white with iron black harsh red with blue marble green with bright orange and only gold remains naked columns of steel rise and plunge emerge and disappear pistoning in the river of my soul thrusting upwards thrusting downwards thrusting inwards thrusting outwards penetrating I roar with pain black-footed ferrets disappear into holes the sun tattooed on my back begins to spin faster and faster whirring whirling throwing out a glory of sparks sparks shoot off into space sparks into shooting stars shooting stars collide with comets Explosions Naked Colors Explode Into Red Disaster I crash out through the window naked, widespread upon a Heliosaurus I uproot an obelisk and plunge it into the ink-pot of the Black Sea I write the word SUN