Tuesday, April 7, 2015

5/30 2015


The Third Spirit is a Mighty Prince, being of the same nature as Agares.
He is called Vassago. This Spirit is of a Good Nature, and his office is to declare things Past and to Come, and to discover all things Hid or Lost.

For the king of Babylon will stop at the fork in the road,
at the junction of the two roads, to seek an omen:
He will cast lots with arrows, he will consult his idols, he will examine the liver.
Ezekiel 21:21

The world is a dice-box,
a bag of stones
a deck of cards is a book
we shake, shuffle, rewrite

The suicide king,
Jack with one eye
the queen of spades
collide, run through
a forest of shovels,
of cudgels,
of bloody hearts
and stones.

The railroad bible,
the thrown bones
and cowry shells
burnt oferings and the flight of birds
the counting of days
of arrow staves
haruspicy and bloody mirrors
return to us what is lost
the dead boys from the river
the girls from the soft black dirt

the days and hours that the clock has eaten
the boy I was, who threw the bones
to see through the mirror, darkly,
my son now, in the halls of the shadow,

this future, out of all possible
the lives I won in the house of knives
this unanswered riddle
going forth by day

here is a shrouded figure,
here a drowned man
here is the skull of a parricide.
A black cockeral, a hangman's rope

here is a garden, the river.

A full house.

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