They told me.
You brought light
Into dark places
to engender what is right
and by words define
what can and cannot stay.

But the cartographic mind
Measures distance in lines
And a ticking wheel
Disdains not.
Gravity hears no emotion.

The wireworks are alight
In surreptitious symmetry
As you come
With pushing, heaving effort
To open wide a gate
With no hinges.
Pain is only a pulse
if the machine refuses to feel.

Instead I am permanence.
Sick, bloated cancer.
Blood and black bearings.
A sucker of sand.
A Higgs Field
with openings into the death of glory.

I contain nothing
and breathe more nothing still
And nothing
is the engine that runs the universe
burning the intolerant love
you spill
to divide emotion by variables
and swallow

We postulate devils
we paper tyrants
we children of Loki
we numbers in murder
we yawning, encompassing vanities
have had our fill of love
and now fill our bellies with

Angels

who think they are G-d.

09/26/2012