Stand
Outside your faith .
Stop peacock strutting
And ram butting .
Tis the season to
Study the thousands of I–am iambs
About–face, and the buzzing
Extant ;  cults cutting each other :
No reason, just rant .

What is your judgement ?

Rabbits wrapped in magic
Habits numerous,
Numinous but misgiven,
Circumspect of standing erect :
Kneeling to much,
Feeling and such,
| Dead before living |
The wind from the veil
Arrecting melenky hairs ;
The fabric lifting: untouched .

You may judge harshly,
—Heathen, heretics against heaven,
Heresiarchs—, darkly .
As the chronicles of history
[ By troth, a pamphlet
Drawn up from the edges of rivers
And metallic ages
—Dipped from conquistador inkwells, never
Tipped by broken quills, those who fell— ]
Page past sound scrutiny,
Even if found lacking

Semicolon however comma

Once free of the liturgy
Sacred, formal ;
Gods of thunder storming,
Naked nymphs transforming,
Sky chariots warming :
Mountains and volcanoes,
Rivers and seas,
The moon and the sun—
Physics and phenomenon :
Various normal .

Without the shield of myth
Circumspection circles
The seared lobes
Of the hoodwinked ;
Condenses and soaks
The desert cracked .
Left                 alone .
In the moment,
The scene green .   Now,
Think .
In the beginning . . .

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