Gorgons

Above the dark there is no relieving star The hopeless, pathless hours forget Hollowed blackness of the waste Kindled from the nether hell The beasts with which they breed; Noisome numerous varmints their lusts require Gashing from a venomous womb Pyres stain the Milky Way Knots of serpents in their hair Plot man’s shape Ascend to marble stare The dead exult.