The holy trinity of fungi, animal, and plant.
A blackberry seed upon the petrified wood egg:
Speck of the initiate.
Can you sense our senescing essence?
Fir trees that stand tall as they die
Like fathers who know all by asking why.
To explain one must drain
The river from the giver
So the receiver retrieves her.
The divine feminine in a Cheshire cat grin
Need not reach out to breach within
As ants eat the spider’s corpse,
The woods repossess my father's porch.
Sky smoke from the neighboring valley’s torch
The sun that dapples dancing through the willows.
Meanwhile roasts the meadows as marshmallows,
Melt in your mouth, influicous
That burnt shell smell for the pillows that fell upon the ashes.
Is not the torturous fortuitous?
Electrocuting conduits circuitous
For the master, look behind the servant brewing this
Settle out of court the pig wigs suing us.
The man with the plan has a limited lifespan
Eyes that scan copy the diaphragm
And a shepherded soul goes on the land
To check for pearls in every clam
And curse the beavers at every dam
To replace their service with our own scam.
I’m carrying the future in my pocket,
Leaking the past out eye sockets
And smoking the love lost in lockets.