Don’t speak
send me the arts
music poetry photography paintings Offer me magic and the West horizon Offer me incantations and prayers that require singing Bring me 8,000 candles and wood to burn mesquite piñon palo santo red cedar Bring me ceanothus root bring me chaparral for my tools set alight the resins breuzinho white copal and ghost pine i toil day and night searching for a place where’s he’s not gone from this world i do not rest i do not sleep i do not eat Bring me psilocybin DMT and iboga Bury me far beneath the Mourning Ground Send the Pointer and Shepard away Wrap me in my colors of annihilation
the colors of hurricanes and the endless road Wrap me in brown Wrap me in burlap
i have surrendered all my names and my foot print has changed
feed me small pieces of raw liver and salt Feed me the morning star
feed me glass from the collision at the crossroads
see me in the shaking earth
see me in the descending wren
see me walk among all that composts
summon me with your endless silence
summon me with your long gaze
you too are this
you too are oblivion
you too Are me closing the roads
