My mind:
Basilisk lizard running
Across water
With paddle feet.
All things are always and everywhere
Getting worse
In the most exquisite ways.
Like that wily Mayan
Who,questioned by Columbus
As to the whereabouts of the golden cities,
Pointed eastwards away from his homeland,
I will always send the world the other way.
A chieftain climbing the mountains
To search for golden frogs,
I pull down the clouds with my fingers,
Name every new thing I see.
My Scottish empire
Disappears in the jungle,
Overgrown,
Bitten to death.
An orchid’s flame
Will not save you
Though you try to cup it in your hands.
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