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Rum Is Sacrament

a vessel of earth and sky
proclaiming to possess
light and deepest depth
clad in the satisfaction
nearest to the wind
but then
dawning cloud like vestments
to walk safely in the seething mass
though by inclination none were needed
but to placate the malevolent
the sibling gods make a place to rest in gut
then rushing in discourse
insert long and narrow tendrils through the blood
before setting fire to the brain
as Asuras sing in praise
rum is sacrament

Inspired by rum and the language of the Rig Veda concerning the Soma ritual.
See Rig 10:136
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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