Stanza-N-Math Poem by Michael Walkerjohn

lost all my dark sight
sands seal waxed with eye and lash
math' bow thunders sling

city nights that see
take in the storming of sleep
and peer amidst stars

this slow driven ilk
blacks in the links slowly spin
as some sail cold seas

in the folds of warmth
through dream-lit mountain canyons
below water' rise

a dream of red "suns"
and there where thundering' troll
sleeps that higher dream...

where numbers rule math
under eye, and seal, and sand
stanza-n-math land?