11. "A Lay of Pallid Phosphorus"

Scoriac rain with long mouths,
   gold Saturnian caliph,
you gift us with. A toxic
   laud, Saturnian caliph.

Our skin flows away hustling
   as black stars gloat soft glory
this scintillant word, crystal
   road, Saturnian caliph.

Loyal to agony lips
   can only say what aglow
you wish to go air walking,
   my Saturnian caliph.

Dominion is absolving
   poisonous fools with fatal
contradiction; smoking shards
   can't, Saturnian caliph.