At times I get obscure
A kind of free association
Like my Irish grandma
So I try again

I want to touch your shore
A kind of meditation
My words echo thus
You take the money and run

Catholic but not orthodox
Bipolar elevation
Jacob's mystic heart
Whalesong in the Deep

You plant a demon seed
Desire dedication
Fire on the Mountain
I serve the Secret Flame

  Green Arrow take aim ...