THE BLACK VALLEY POEMS

BEYOND THE BLACK VALLEY

don't listen to the bells

forsake their poison

follow the roar of the sea

i can't show you where it is
but i'll point you
in the general direction

past the mountain of the pig

where the shadows
split like willows

beyond the black valley

where all waters run
red

know there will be wolves

& serpents with paws
& tongues of fire

you'll hear the black choir singing

they might ancestors
or they might be ghosts