it was at the toilet where it started
all the jesuses and the marys were sprouting an enourmous glow in sweet clear urine of the drunk people

the gods sang on the toilet
king, kings and king's men

i am the thunder in the garden of clear waters
i am the ocean that forgave your diamonds
and in the eyes of mary we were the river rocks

in this clear light i shine with power
and there shall be
GRAVES

 

my really normal & unfashionable friends who i must hide their faces behind a little silver!