like swirling colors, we begin at a party. at a school in a town and a time on earth with the people and the streets and the trees. tv’s/
like swirling oil of holy alignment. we begin as a glob (or embryo) tiny little me/you/each (organic ******).
as children, involved and wearing warm hats, we wait on furniture.
the home stretch is free unto college, unto seasons, moss or mold, to bud new spells. boy dunked in the river/ baptized. transformed into horror. (summer slash winter)
little brother, little baby orb of water / air / mountain(s). fish. my son becomes a stoner. he puts a giant-squid on his head & dances the cha-cha.
star ghoul & star-calc, skull of light/ bits of she beaming through and known only as the sky at night. charted; astro-logically.
in goatsblood. & the mathematic sacraments of babylon. meat and feast on forests of tall city steel beasts in beams; towers; with the blood of men to raise them; molochi. (the consumed one) (consumers) swallowing dreams and family force nutrients for more and more and more; as said to sustain. for life is to devour.
previously published in Deluge Mag. by Radioactive Moat Press http://issuu.com/radioactivemoat/docs/deluge_issue_three/69?e=2514487/9385958