OOSE

Who collects mine dollars, extinct little sea urchins

cooked out of the oose? Deep blue rose claims hydroxy

stable, yet effectively an active enigma burning

bolide spilling out in a volcanic tyranny of words.

Golden pyrite sun sparking an electric fool’s mind,

magnetic framboid, a fiery raspberry cubed sculpture

created and destroyed again and again. Locus of power

on the tell of new Mecca, save the artifact of Mutanabbi  

An explosive dust tsunami felling cairns,

the pyramids, every temporary mark of man.

Persons of maths easily forget this arithmetic.

Poets, illiterate of the fence, stack stones of reminiscences

saved by trees and caves. Rebuilding underground networks,

the trees struggle and the rocks keep their silence,

unwilling to share a secret which only they know.

The whore tallies the melting silver of St Joachim valley,

every mined mineral, every lion piece of eight, every dollar,

every paper G, every cache of knowledge, every scribal

abbreviation; lost U, S, and P rag paper. Deeply engraved

Intaglio matrix shows this destroyer coming. Flattened pitons,

crumbling Pillars of Hercules, let it be done. Plus ultra star notes

dare to approach through the gate while still alive... on wits alone,

where many will pass and knowledge will be greater!

One golden standard of flowing hair... singed, fiat lux!