A verse inscribed in fire and light
Letter Found in a Jacket Pocket
Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, curse
Your red dust, wholeness permeates you
Turn me
Away, invitingly, Queen of Ants
Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything.
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I don’t want your car keys (Can’t drive)
I don’t want your home address (I’ve been there)
Your old set of matching shot-glasses (All broken)
I don’t even want your attention
And if there is a way to peacefully abdicate divinity I’d like to spend the rest of my days as a sea slug
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So, tell the boys back home I’m not there anymore
Tell the pastor I’ve found another church
Tell my mother and father and Georges Lemaître that I am the First Cause
Tell the mourners to cry for themselves
Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything.
Bad things achieve immortality sometimes, so curse
Your red dust, wholeness becomes you
Turn and face the falling brown sky King of the Dead
Because each time we accepted that we knew nothing, we understood everything.

