Caina Drilling The Spire
...and I was granted a boon from the living earth
that Satan as the throat of the world might contract for
my fist
and in a vision all the stars of the air blink out
and sink grey beneath the sea
and a leopard licks the feet of Christ
as he raises laurels to his own forehead
Caesar grinning as the universe clamours with sirens and
barking
I'm breathing in your eschatology
In clouds of dust as big as my fist
Running amongst the fir trees in scarlet robes
We mingle with aurora and misinterpreted Venus
We built our church upside down
Drilled the spire deep into the mud
Opened the chancel to worms
And all the gold is leaking
All the gold is leaking into the earth