Precious Meddle

       
Close up your heart chakra      
Christ consciousness has gone consumer      
the pelicans have no more beacon in 'em      
as the magnets pull new metal      
       
but not to worry      
the whore always was      
our mother, our lovers      
have cheated on us      
dispelling the mystique        
that stirred language.      
       
So now, pollute the entire ether      
babble a twinned current to tower        
indulge in the outer everything      
and do it in each direction        
at once, and when you can't        
record, write down which ways        
god's meditation failed, and became      
the stolen moment victories for man      
       
the only place that words matter.