+ in secret +

these golden bricks,
and on them eyes.
this world's mysteries
sometimes
SOMETIMES
have no meaning.

he braids voices
in this shell
i have
smoothed to the side
of my
polluted head.

out of them and onto all of us and into you,
your soul -
such a filthy soul -
none of it.
it can't harm me anymore.

i have the serpent,
and i have his
ruby eyes
and they glint
for you
in those rays
that burn your
melancholy skin
into
dust.

i had a weight
to lift.
it fell last night.
as did your
worth.

you cannot harm me
you cannot harm me
you cannot harm me

we are not two/
we are one/