Fifty Days At Illium

Fifty Days At Illium

Staying here, there is an awful lot of red
and lions to keep watch for
in my costume, i am unrecognizable
as the traitor among you
the dream of reason produces monsters
i cannot keep out of the room
or the picture, which is mostly text
over blocks of color
tombstones that announce
the perpetrators of history
a narrative that beats down on us
this sun must be mediterranean
if only the gods allow
a mother to begin the line