Movements toward the unexceptional, Benediction of the voice’s mannering Vagrancy expires to tilt at beatific winds Tacking ships into a salty harbor of blood. Let us dispense with muttering receipts From Pentecostal fire in the chimney Where the jackdaw builds its nest of straw For weekend escapes to the empyreal stark. Ghosts zone out upon a philosopher stone — Vacuous processional full of restless spaces. Charter your tributes to the ritual mystery Melting fats in a meditation on incarnation. You wipe your mouth with a piece of fabric, Steel glitters mirroring messages using sun.
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