A running vision lassoes time & space becoming like Hem’s “Supernova that never quits”
Like Kublai Khan
Yak horns
Lift above the eye
On fermented milk
Mongolian horsemen on the steppe
Apocalypische Never!
Slainte! molto benne!
“Beautiful & good”
I-yo!
Echoes a fancy
Supping deeply with foam bout the gills
Shadows of light
Shooting Stars
Published & Copyright Malachi Doyle 2026.
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