this forested sea of them and us
a bind of flesh, of liquid, of gold
the stones that crush and are crushed
and spat upon and stirred and molded
after each explosion
the destruction, the decay
the creation in clay
which rises and blooms
to follow the unblinking father eye
and ignore those others that remain
but have already given in
this forested sea of seize and surrender
the spillage of self into it all
tearing of hides, pawing of earth, waiting
in dissection of the being birthed
is all that follows
and recedes into the tempest beast
a forgotten chaotic hymn sings
lullaby of mother tidal waves
this forested sea of tethered timbers
a rite to sever the root
to break the chains of the cell
the flight from stagnant hell
in sacrifice within the temple
the bodies, a path to where
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