Let's rip it up & start again;
this world is too heavy w/
ur soft, leathery soles trod
the sodden misty ground;
let's start from the beginning
where u enter the world
upside down & inside out;
Let's blow it up so we can see
the details of a microscopic
other world where u are
worshiped as an unseen thing
vast beyond comprehension;
yes, I know, u are a headless
goddess w/ three heads
nonetheless that u can take off
& put on like masks; there is
only u where u are & what ur
made of is the stuff of novas &
black holes implode in
symmetrical chaos; crystalline
eyes & deep sea desires motivate
the sycophants; walk w/ me
on mars to discover long hidden
lost civilizations where they
worship ur brains w/o being told
by the light of ur grace; holding
my hand beneath the moon & sun