Frabjous Times

lucan poetry sequence

Your Xanadu

Each glass
set down on shale
and every feathered eunuch:
all wait here thirteen steps from the midnight door.
Take no map. Kiss your dears. Fear no word. Bring your strength. Lie naked. Plan to stay.
Published in Dreams and Nightmares, Issue #77.
Last modified: 22-Sep-2007 10:45 AM
Added publication note.