This is the place
Where all the lives are planted
In my eyes
Black things writhe
On the ground
Red things gush from
Volcanic gaseous tremblings
Become blood and light
Mountains of flesh raging toward
Rapturous seas
Where crowns of trees
Inspired by flame, extol the night

My abysmal
Fear compels the Moon
Compels wave upon wave
Compels reason

The tombs
The tombs are
Are
Are fertile with sacred rememberings
The ancient rhymes
The disaster of couplings
The turbulent blaze of greed's agonies
Shadows reaching for time
And time unraveling and undone
Undone

Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth
Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth
My mouth
Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth
Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth
Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth
Sky, river
Mother, your tongue plunders my mouth