Pictures how I overcome:
a stomach full with stones.
I didnt tear the lamb
cause I deciphered rotten runes.
Two weeks of meek insertion
freed from self-indulgance
I found my ambiversion:
by the law is my latest abidance
Cuddles of mud on blank maps
but tonight I will reenter
digging for love in endless laps
Im a sinful repenter
Morphogenesis of rudimental faith
stuff me with latest proverbs
honey haoma for the wraith
in a full moon night of sweet herbs
We learn for life, not to fear it
and I read my sacred books
Gathas of bounteous spirit
with inflections like anker hooks
Raise your finger of Mazdaism
‘Zartosht forbade immolation’
but I had to sacrifice this prism
of spring tide castigation!
Scholastica, drop your veil
and hold on to his eyes!
Alma mater, chase your tail
cause thats where the secret lies!