a black and white photo of a dead fox

∴ THERE WHEN THE

DIMMING ROOM'S WALLS

ARE QUIETLY UNBOUND

EVER GROWING WITHIN

THE COSMICK GREY DAY

THE LAND OF NOD

BLEEDS THROUGH TOO

WHERE THE FINGER CAN'T SHUN

AND THE DEMONHEAD'S GLARE

MAKE WAY FOR THE

DARK TWIN SUN


∴ THE BRIDEGROOM

SHADOW OF A

DIMMING MOON LOOMS

THE BAD DAWN

KILLING FIELDS

THE SOUR LANDS

AND

THEIR NARROWS

ONCE A HARROWING

DISENCHANTMENT

NOW HOLY FOR A SPELL

WHERE THE CROOKED

CAST RIGHTEOUS RITES

AND THIEVES STEAL THE NIGHT

HERE THE COYOTES

WON'T YELL

THERE IS NO JOY

IN THEIR CUNNING

NO SMILE WITH THEIR GUILE

FOR HERE THE ABSENTIA FOUND

THE LONG LOST DROWNED

TOO UPSIDE DOWN

FOR EVEN THE TRICKSTER CROWNED

∴

∴ ANOINTS THE FIRST OF

THREE ∴