The Labyrinth

Torn turned and tattered Bowed burned and battered I took untensed time by the teeth And bade it bear me banking Out over the walled welter cities and the sea Through the lightsmocked birdpocked cloudcocked sky To leave me light on a lilting planetesimal. The stone walls wailed and whimpered The bold stars paled and dimpled Godgone time gathered to a grunt And bore me bled and breaking On past parted palisades windrows and the trees Over a windcloaked nightsoaked starpoked sea To drop me where? Deep in a decadent’s dream.