New Dark Age

by grimbeau

 

gadd

 

Sleep vermillion deep on tilted bed,

 

blood seeped lush ooze

 

downslope heading headwards

 

deflating maculate instep and arch,

 

ankle, heel, and calf.

 

 

 

Flooded dreams of  Fen, Ely, Hereward the Wake.

 

Airborne screech, bare bummed cackling grimalkin:

 

surfeit of posset. Traitors lurk amongst

 

liturgy and reeded, boggy hollow.

 

The Wash will out the Crown.