fork

[askefise]

for an ear;

The Songs march alongside
a high priest clad with
prayers; he arced them
higher than the Stars,
but never o'er the
whole of his head,
a cold dead star,
wishing death
to those who
believed
other
"wise"
men
cuz
power
exists
because
Men strive
to be Gods.

for shame;

A conscription of shadows
believes drowning in shame
but
a gathering of Men
believes drowning
another by hands, executing
country by country
in name of humanitarian
causes. Here shame is
hanging herself in my dreams.
Here the
men
turn our faces beet-red.

for beauty;

These.
These are your
ears cut off.

I've laid them on
roads open palm, we're watching
them pink and guardianless.

We are waiting
patiently for them
to grow. I'm unsure
and
you're telling
me they will grow into
angels that will cry with us.
Tearless or not.