the largest crystal pile,
examined with new instruments,
was revealed to be the smallest
the newspaper told me this and
i wept continuously for a year
my friends were peeling away
i curled myself around a corner
quietly dwindled to nothing
morning fresh bright light
gathering shreds of fabric
skin warm with a glow
feeling novel texture
ground up our clothing
fibers opened up into
flickering static environments
filled with plastic sculptures
sculpting selves from
black heat dancing
we drooled at the spectacle
washed our faces with blood
and shopped till we died
we are grateful that you are here for
tonight's bible adventure
we forgot how to pronounce words
so we will sacrifice you
directly upward toward heaven
give us this day our daily crystals
and explode us from the inside
so the patterns that support
can deconstruct the need for
our conscious energy focus
