The Gorge Burial
((A 1984 Vision, retold #2) (Arch devil
Belphegor))
Out of mausoleum
darkness fingertips, with long canine
nails, appeared—
I had gazed on the
dead features in a gorge like
burial and averted my eyes very
hastily—
It was a vision of
macabre suspense, as a Black Hand, palsy-nodding hand, slowly approached, —
Heavily figured,
wide like a curtain, with spacious and mortuary shadows,
somewhat against
my will
moved to block my vision the perforation was filled with corpses a worm infested tomb.
Onlookers, watching, not lacking in morbid
curiosity seemingly of an ancient time
gazed upon the chilled site
all seemingly possessed a cheerful fascination of
this genocide, apocalypse!
The hand now blocking my vision, hollowed faced, haunted eyes… said not a word!
#5209/4-30-2016
Note: A 1984 Vision,
retold, originally written to a lesser degree, in a more classical rhyming form and schema, in the
book, and long epic poem and
classic called: “The Last Trumpet and
Woodbridge Demon” by the same author.
