Black Earth.
As dark as weasel toes that dig for agate glow
Where once were diamonds below deepest coal
Here lie mudcoat stones of mortal kind
Some say as shaded magic cast in starless night
That hides from restless toil of hooded sky
Where shipwreck quiet must leak its hold
Then ride on nightmare’s angry foals
All spitting dust to claim,
Our ill-considered souls.