Beloved the time has come.
Tonight we shall draw fire
From hungry stones
Tonight we make the streets
Bleed with the secret understanding
Of rain and the earth
Beloved, it is the season
When rain ceases to pacify
The growing anger
In stooping trees; and
Women will bear children
Like dead white termites
Beloved, let us befriend today
The chill of the lonely night
Creeping on deserted hearths
Beloved, your eyes
They speak a thousand words
Like ancient magic parrots
Use your blue eyes beloved
Seduce the sleeping gods
Satiate them lest they unleash
Their hungry breath
Upon people with limp skin
Beloved, let us walk today
To the destined streets
And witness the game
Of fire drawing breath
From the silent earth
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