cursed be men or women considering themselves sculptors who fashion idols in media res or cast images from a fountain of fire, for symbols are dirty, unholy
cursed be the works of secret artistes, artisans, artimists. Abhorrent their work glorifying the greater glory of a godless god.
Levi has a patent on art, it seems & makes sacrifices of well-being to hoard burned out saintly images
greater men made greater image: Jacob’s sons caught the fire of textuality and sung higher glories, working carving symbol and symbol after symbol into freshly plastered stone.
portals lasted the greater part of two millenia and led the blind into Jerusalem to be fed by non-begrudging old, gentle men
Enter this, my church, with steam: eyes blind, Let the fog lift slowly gladdening thoughts and eyes and sit quietly close to Clivia nobilis watching noisy exuberance
rules are writ so man may line up the years and count them as his progeny, in close night.
when fires fade and Jerusalem falls, seven men leave and with their lifeblood to open doors, stumble through a bloody war hearing only the cocking of a machinegun