the lazy king
loses his kingdom
as the chaotic usurper
alerts naked to shame
with the unsaid word,
“i will tell you light from dark.”

the infinite become(s) mortal.

over and again order is flooded
with death b/c pride won’t sleep.
wrath crouches
and awaits the touch of minor suffering,
it is a signal of offense
and offense calls for retribution,
now you ****.

you say you’ve done no wrong.
you express honesty
and fairness.
you have your own scales
and the eyes to match.

abate yourself,
your cup runneth over.
it poisons the dirt.

—

the infinite became mortal
to make the mortal infinite.

the cosmic mountain is on arrival;
in Eden, we forgive.