ancient soul--

you hold you down
colossal waters choke you

here, you can’t swallow you
when you are you.

lifetimes ravished spent
stolen by promised benediction
the altar of the perfected
persistent sacrament,
dust.

here, even a morsel crumbles you.

you mistook ashes for completion
and fleeting aches made permanent
determine your shape

afflictions you endure become affections you inflict.
ancient soul, you haunt you.

primordial pursuit beckons you where it all began
here, a wink forges you.

soot covered, hardened, incomplete,
you invoke your divine personhood.

armor yourself with prophecy
the perverted supplication becomes invocation.

you loose you upon this ossified beast
and take heaven whole.