A poem written for the new novel, I'm working on...
We are from an ancient star within Orion's belt...

Where are you? Are you in hiding? We know you are...
Son of Satan, your mother a jacquel, only one name...

Hear the hooves of the horsemen on their horrific...
Death, famine, plague, destruction, they are so...

I really didn't want to move here, but my...
North Dakota, during the winter that is so snowy...

Oh, Isis mother goddess of everything and all...
I am but an unworthy servant, beseeching you to...

Since you have moved in, you are the most talked...
Your very dark hair, olive complexion, leads me to...