the order is the pearl of the world
chewed at consumption
swallowed at birth
by the void
by hand the order is given
yellow is the dance we've become
hand is the act of clapping
--without--from within--
a job done well
a jellyfish angel rising from dank dark seas
dressed with halos
adorned in halos
golden in the envelope passed through time
traveled for no destination
left with trail of blood
buried in the heart of the teeth tearing out
the liver is coughing phlegm
begun is a narrow age
a monsoon age
fit between the canyon rocks
scored by floods
carrying pure souls away
to be reborn as anamorphic pines
shattered stone
fresh muddied feet
pure crystal river
the pearl is the oyster forgotten of its shell
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