radiation
in the air,
sweet sunshine embroiled in gold platings
of spears
in rain
across the loam of horizontal stitchings
called a horizon.

knew of the blasted landscapes
with seeping red blood
and locked uranium
in desert echoes
of a warm shift
in motion
howling from scarlet prisons
and across purple mesas
like a soft knife
twisted into the departed.

you and i
ensconced in castle brick
poured wet with moss
across the mountains
watched the dead plains from a grated tower
and ate nettles. 

black poisons and opium
dreams of night
nightmare
old echoes
in hidden passages
that smelled of graveyard prophecy
when that brown eyed wonderment
led a charge across the flank
of sleeping soldiers
to burn down their battle casement