- Vol. 04
- Chapter 07
Image by Alejandro Alvarez
enthralled / enthroned
yeah, we say, and wasn’t it? (it was, and more besides)
a (super)imposition on an already crowded playing field,
and beyond that, the dripping brush in the midnight tag
(the game of, rule-less), we, Janus-faced, Cerberus,
nostrils whiffling wide, en garde at the garden gate,
the first pair, exiled to labor by the sweat thereof,
to beget and bring forth (and so forth and so on)
enthroned in the azure, the verdant season (seasoning)