An old lawn chair in the woods, decrepit and covered in leaves

Sometimes I look behind the vinyl chairs before I sit down

not trusting that something might not be there
like treasure chests filled with apathy
or cookie jars – or matrimony
I let this wall come in to play
as if, in my deluded mind, it would not be expected to hear the voices
the heads bowed, cloakfacedarkness{}peaceunderstand, o O O O 1

movement two
hush now
breathe in quickly fire breath displace
the snake circuit mandala oroborus
the breath fire balancing him
aPathy .a. NO! Out

circle the three
hail jörmungandr hail eris

Don’t think badly of me, it is not my fault that the circle comes this way
you saw the end and then the wheel turned over and here we are again
remember the past forget the now creating the future
and reverse
reverse and
creating the every single tiny droplet of blessed light this god this circle this spiral

cthon – aha! BLISS|SSILB !aha – here we are again at the beginning of our lives the beginning of the none the circle the circling drainspirals upward bringing us up the elevator
top floor Please? Please center yourself, good sir. Be kind enough to love every thought arising from that coiled serpent.

It will be good,
It shall be so
So say we all

And you were beginning to believe me.

You mustn’t
Believe me
in the beginning which is the end which is
.believe me.
Here comes the puzzle here comes the edge REACH! AND THERE!