
We brought the temple down, for a lark. Firing blessings up the pylon,
manifest density.
Intent like a cold blade through desire and delusion,
lapping up the serration.
On down our knees, resume, recite, repeats
and defeats the purpose
and we all stand up, triumphant.
(previously)
chemistry settle | wire cut | temple | froth | slips out | traps | angels | burrows | amber | pedestal | corner | welcoming | chamber | entry | singe | open | rupture