boat
false gospel in the stars
rough edge the taste of heartbreak
raw eyes and sand under the lids of democracy
calling me like a slave
obtaining the permit of all time
freedom was only forever in my delusion
is it only ants carry their observed vows to the grave
The Lord called the vows to the creatures
and they are related across that river
a test of reverence conjugality brotherhood
and it shall, indeed, be called an assembly
even if the evil of corruption ran through its loins
and paid courtiers
like a malaria
i saw to myself a boat
and set sail upon the great waterland waste
and the winds of righteousness blew cold
for the lord had warned me that misery brings enemies
that poverty brings contempt
and wealth wants law
and wealth wants to write that law in its own image
which impelled me to stand in the prow
arms spread like a sail
and be prey to whims of the riches
of all the emotions of the grey grey waves
like a beacon to albatross and dross alike
i howled like storm strung rope
thats whistles insanity
the boat hurled forth and brake upon the salty rocks
where i was thrown half dead upon the shore
and when i wake
there he stood above me a light rimmed
round his white wrote veil
and he said
"I am the lord and i hev called you my beloved son
with the song of the vows to all related creatures
whose blood flows like tribute to the same river
and thus to admix in the supreme brine of fealty
as this is our brotherhood to which you are sworn by entity
so none shall escape that wrath or its love
and though trees have grown up and fell
and all the waters poised so waves eroded shores
and stars above hev moved across the slender heavens
yet so shall it always be"