i saw toes in the mud curling fluid putty
as calf and knee twitch
fingers gripping the stone as they would
did since the first time so as to leave a trail of sharp concave batons connected at the base
breath in
the foot holds
step again
gases in the ground never served any one any good.
old man liquor draining oil from the last malkuth and lying to the gods
that it is for satva
so to cover the asses and mules as we are known to them
and they comply
the rock is dense sagging its' seat
breath out i saw eyes opening awaiting the new breath and the stone
an emptied blanket capture without sound being
magnetic electricity resides but faint
and it will not speak
gasses at the gates and paris be true slovenia to the east is your friend
i saw an elbow twitch when the next step was taken heels magnetic electricity
cupping putty and roots tightening
snap then toes and mud
calf and knee twitch
breath out in the eyes open
the next trench holds shift the hips
breath in
eyes open the black sands are nothing like life so leave them be
love
the ribbon of known leads to the unknown
slide together against the steel spike and we all will remember to feel
learn how to turn the steel into pottery and we shall have clean water
breath out
i saw the dense mass the stone
diffusive domino stocking vain its nature rude and braucked
no light will touch it
to degradat to please loneliness
churns its way higher
breath out the eyes open
the pacific boils its sour mash is our fate
mother will you stop it then
bend your will as you did in the beginning and release yourself from the old monsters' halos for they can not tell you what you already know
having been told in your bones
but do not scheme for it is in the birds as well
breath in
hestia will sing again in earthen wear
release the stone and be free
as calf and knee twitch
fingers gripping the stone as they would
did since the first time so as to leave a trail of sharp concave batons connected at the base
breath in
the foot holds
step again
gases in the ground never served any one any good.
old man liquor draining oil from the last malkuth and lying to the gods
that it is for satva
so to cover the asses and mules as we are known to them
and they comply
the rock is dense sagging its' seat
breath out i saw eyes opening awaiting the new breath and the stone
an emptied blanket capture without sound being
magnetic electricity resides but faint
and it will not speak
gasses at the gates and paris be true slovenia to the east is your friend
i saw an elbow twitch when the next step was taken heels magnetic electricity
cupping putty and roots tightening
snap then toes and mud
calf and knee twitch
breath out in the eyes open
the next trench holds shift the hips
breath in
eyes open the black sands are nothing like life so leave them be
love
the ribbon of known leads to the unknown
slide together against the steel spike and we all will remember to feel
learn how to turn the steel into pottery and we shall have clean water
breath out
i saw the dense mass the stone
diffusive domino stocking vain its nature rude and braucked
no light will touch it
to degradat to please loneliness
churns its way higher
breath out the eyes open
the pacific boils its sour mash is our fate
mother will you stop it then
bend your will as you did in the beginning and release yourself from the old monsters' halos for they can not tell you what you already know
having been told in your bones
but do not scheme for it is in the birds as well
breath in
hestia will sing again in earthen wear
release the stone and be free
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