Early, two men with a
cortège of fantasies ascended divine in structure built as awarded seven altars
the ceremony brief: prayers, knife lifeblood spills from seven bulls follow seven ewes god slaughtered
attention to ceremony and, as ascent fourteen lives late a post as leader: magnificent thieves.
but see cloud form and in cloud-form looked up scanned horizon lost in Israel’s dust and knew the way of things
descent allowed a wry smile while deflating his lord. seven times lost, early.
cunning princes, & crying souls would rather commit murder than dream of wasteland kings but sat down played the flute and waited for tomorrow.