Alpha Orionis

faint light of the oil lamp
somewhere up there
a spider hidden in dense darkness
weaving a thread from silent memories

a handful of schizophrenia
with a touch of anxiety
bat claw and stardust

nothing has been said definitely
life and death
and between them the mirror
so indifferently cold

meteor flying above
and the hooting owl
eons of empty events
poisoned by the venom of time
the mystery of immortality
buried under the tree
from the sacred grove of fallen epochs

three ounces of brimstone
and the spark of delight
alpha orionis
nocturnal dark

life that seeks
the legitimacy of being

12th of January 2000