"A healed god;
an Eye. "

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Lawrence Morris

Black Beauty's dream

The night behind, the day before, the sea beneath
mouth seared, eyes overwhelmed, I descended.

Men told me to wander, to lead them
to the place I knew, the path of sky
and I did not question. I wanted
solitude, my heart bucked

as they tied the goats to me
who were unwilling, who screamed.
They bade me lie down.

A healed god; an Eye.
I watched them sprinkle the body
with water. I saw the coupling
flash of a knife
the careful distribution of the parts.

My head became sweetness
and I taught them honey.
Lost in a forest, in the haze
I heard myself nicker -
Come here, here
And I followed.