She came from Rome – she made us grow libertine settlements The splay of road, the tooth of drone, the smudge of memory The sharpest tongues that shave ancestral bones into the handle of An axe we throw into Limbo to watch the dark explode Our egos grow aquatic clones on beaches staggering A light bestows the reef below with clues unravelling The water spoke : there are no gods with motives hovering Give us an axe to throw into Limbo and watch the dark explode