Ex Cathedra
the holy ghost covered its eyes
with the palms of murdered children:
behold! said I
and the holy ghost spake
ex cathedra
my heart, my blessed temple
and the holy ghost sounded
the horns of the Lord
there
within.
what a beautiful clangor
there was -
and suddenly dropped -
a noose from the beam of the earth!
the hole opened the earth
and at holy ghosts' behest
and I too spake soon with vapour
out into there,
into the cold realm,
the dying word of nights.
so i did for the sake of my Lord.
yes,
an echo framed the night-sky
and like a burglar in the night of zodiac
i disappear -
with the pitcher of aquarius!
poured, did i , the water therein
into the stream of worlds' all mouths - and
the holy ghost vanished
under my rains, the sulphur of soul!
boiled to broth and fat
in the aether-caudron
the holy ghost became
the sustenance of the djinn!
which threw their balls of fire
over taiga, steppe and storm -
no longer reign i
ex cathedra -
and the holy ghost abandoned...
so it did for the sake of its Lord.
Copyright © The End Commune | Year Posted 2017
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