26 - FEVER‑GARDEN

Red living flakes of demon snow
Poison-relate the sinning air
To atom-clear red sick flowers who
Rootless jut out of Night and There

Relation being itself a clutch
Upon the throbbing veins in seeing
So the surviving over-much
Is not contiguous to being

Yet philter-aureole or lay
Sung round the rites of altared vice
The poppies of o'er-memory may
Spin cobweb-circles lusting thrice

Around the phallic selfness stood
Midway from intellect to sense
Round whose void a tongued mist thrust-dense
To the cut lips gives conscious blood