We’ll stand on mountains
Evoke Buddha
Somebody
Then burn charred trees
til they are red and black
And paint the sky with dust and ash and flame
We’ll uncover rocks and blemishes
Starve ourselves, burn our tuxedos
Dance on coals
Browse magnetic fields
And forget to comb our hair
Won’t you stop us?
We’ll play our songs to no known time signature
Refuse the dawn
We’ll lay Isaac on sticks and anoint him with oil
We’ll raise the dagger and dare the skies
Respond!
We’ll sing entropic melodies
To the tune of the rusted music box
We’ll bow down to no known gods
As forests char
Thursday, March 22, 2007
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