Ruth and Naomi at rest In the people of their people The desert is awake Flicks its pale moon eyes Cows and crows roam And consume dead branches The Lord is on the hooves His vastness blinds the tombs And Aleph broods Creating starlings with brightness And breathing planets and clouds
This is Terminal Eden Killer of dreams Of hopes Of galaxies Here the Gnostic Fox sets up his throne and stall Docetic or just mimetic? Dying or running from the ⲥⲧⲁⲩⲣⲟⲥ? Or just dissolving like smiles? Back to the Vast Aleph? Or off at the drop to Amen Ra?
I am Aleph I am Adam The fish stream home And uphill the sentries wait with ferocious spears Practising thrusts on clouds Clown with camels and jade Sugar coy in the mist Perfumes sour in her birth But shining in shadows Friend to histories
The Moon is with Aleph Tucked under his shoulder
The Sun is with Adam Tucked under his shoulder
Cain is with Aleph and Adam and I Sneaking between my legs Murderer Sliding into my thoughts Murderer In between the sheets Dreaming and waiting for seeds Dreaming of rehabilitation or redemption
Can you hear my name? Can you hear my name? Can you post my name? Can you claim my name? I am nameless I am Aleph Adamantine And I am Adam Pre-existent Ashamed And Murderer
The old man Window in the room Cracks open the face He was given
Warface grasps burn In ⲁⲙⲛ̄ⲧⲉ All of them ϣⲁ ⲉⲛⲉϩ Conquered hooks
Not because the fox barks I heard of your wisdom Not because man barks Not because man howls Not because Aleph stopped Trains and sapphires Clear as rain and Adam Not because falls Not as the fox barks The legend was a he at sea Christ arose in glory A rose in glory Christ is the Rose And Murdered smiled and cried Alone through the window The cripple and the corn