Lines For An Epic ( Pagano, the Arc of Night Fallen....)

Pagano, the arc of night fallen Ice on the underhanded lilies cakewalk Underground, in the garage caverns of Galatian eocene gift of the man in the panther-skin trailed by detectives of the fanfare aboveworld hewer or warrior   of the blue muscles in the saga-like Cranial canopy of the newscast's morning December All are gone and connect him with the language of light and darkness refusal   out of the   flowers of the staff came a dove by that time the apple will be old and forgotten in telecast streams of your eyes wife in symphony of blue porcelain your symphony in blue Sometime, 1965 Newark, N.J.