Blot Setting 9/17/07
Blot setting
Breaking at the dawn of slice
Trickle through
Over rock and thorn
Breaking at the point of stay
Opening, rose petals cry
The dew expressed in melancholy
The framework burns
The windows shatter
The soft ground
Consumes all
To thorny caverns
I will go
Prick by prick
I’ll build my home
Stick by stick
I’ll dance my heart
The candle wick
Is lit
The wax of my being
Is warmed
The foot of my shame
Is consumed
The soft ground
Knows me
And I know it