Rising song of my soul

Running wild with the sun
I swin between effaces of my heart
To subvert my state of mind
So willingly
I lay out my savoire-faire
That Stallion
Standing over my wall
Pushed my thoughts aside
Riding in the trawler of my own cobwebs
Those flocks of seagulls
Kicked harshly beneath my spine
All the good in me
Suddenly knelt into dark
Precisely, so idefinable-
Everything seemed to be!