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Behemoth

curse the sea
curse the sea bed
for neither furcate
for the raging leviathan beached
Black, terse and furling

Thrashing, resonant
each struggle convocation
verging; we innocents
terrorized to the shore

Behemoth rage!
furrow this bed
fallow these waters
sweet with deaths stench
Behemoth rage!

Moonlit Feast

sweet cabbage tree
have mercy on me
for in this moonlit hour
I devour your pith heart
share your secrets with Morepork
and cast your husk skin 
to the black eel

sweet black eel
have pity on me
for in this torch-lit hour
I devour your soft flesh
share you between three
and cast your siliva skin
to the cabbage tree

wavered moonlight;
at my feet,
sandstone and lichen
above my head
ponga frond and epiphyte 

sweet creek take
hold of me, naked
for in the deathly hour partake
of my erotic warmth
let me hunger immersed in your
icy waters;
sweet pith and spoken
sweet flesh and broken

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