Studies in Sobriety Poetics Donate.
         
     

The Song of Fates

 

     

From the House of Belongings
   did I come into this world
was I born - was I made - was I to I
   into I am I made by a word
  which was writ - of her.

I am to purify her; to be devoured
   like streams of blood
which into heirs and theirs mingle.
   You do not want to be me.
  but I am now I - to hers.

There for the songs which are writ
   I know of the Galah
I know of the waters of life which
   from the dying flows
  and I am I - by heirs.

I eat the demons; I am eaten too
   then they come out
as butterflies into this world
   I am their transmuter.
  I am hers - but theirs.

Am I the vessel or the chalice
   or the cups or a drop - ?
They all drink from me to sate
   their spiritual thirst
  I am their cross.

       
 
         
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