Angstrom X – By Eric R Ganz


Talon clenches rounded jewel
a globe in spinning orbit, still
the sable code of centrifuge
spells spirituous animie, umbilical

The gods know well the eclipse tool
to hide the sun from lovers, until
nocturnes take, the candle, noon
alights aurora , loin’s latitude

the Hours fame, and beasts to tame
came marrow Moon, and sleep to bring
for after the Game, the pawn and king
unto the same Box, both are lay’n
E.R. Ganz