mesmerized, magnatized
magma flows below the lives
for the dead, reborn, alive, or those dying inside.

tides rise and tides leave me…
to expose the dinosaur bones and the teepees.

to release more smoke from the ocean
and open the catacombs
unveiling the bones, teeth, trinkets, and clothes
to jesus, as mithra, as krishna, as horus, as clones…
all turn to stone.
watch the gods fall from their throne, become dust
giant stone pillars that crumble and turn into us
salt pillar, the bust of Lot’s wife
dissolves into the sea when the tsunami strikes
Gandhi leads India, collecting the animal sacrifice
into the night
and new life
chew right through the rope
that ties colonies into the pope…
he’s doing coke in the vatican,
opium boats wrap the globe and then back again.
enochian ghost in a black magic accident.