At the Graveyard Of Gods

Where shall union proceed from its self-sealed cage?
To solitary tread outside a heart swollen with certainty
Beyond this presence, of itself as in I
Crack the pearl and break the curse of One for All
(And All for Northing)

So Apollyon, slit now your wailing throat
And in silence spill forth your name
Into the black skull-cup of the universe
And with your blood wash our dreary footprints all away.

Thus I ventured to the graveyard of the gods
Resting place for self-slayed suns
Where the ruins of long forsaken temples lie
That had become shrines of holiest renunciation
To pile the tongues of seven slaughtered swine
Upon the sacrificial pyres of desolation
Yes, “I” was the world that escaped me
As the pearl sank traceless back into the bottomless midnight sea.

Like a shattered star as scattered desert sand
Swept adrift by the loneliness of an empty left hand
Towards Irkalla's self-less lands
Where No One shall return from yet again.

“I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you
Which shall be the darkness of God”