"I was cheered when I came first to know
that there were flowers also in hell."

   ― William Carlos Williams

​I drifted
beneath an open page
    heaviness in my tongue

harrowed by Lethe’s current
slipping
    not at once―
    not a stone dropped

           but soundlessly
           Cocytus          crying
 
    No horror matches an open mouth
    from which nothing emerges
    or           enters
 
             maw    man
             mawn  mæn

Worship-words hang    -ing    ing  ing ing
    as a sheet stretched
    across a river
    no hands            without hands
    unhanded   
un-   un               un
    (suffixes all)

O Acheron! Acheron!   mute-echoes

​​life
between
Gihon and Pishon
between
Tigris and Euphrates
between
Eden
              &      Hades