On Docetic Mountain

Adam eats and digs and Eve craves more truth
 Snakes and graves and serpent and monuments
 Of leaves and garden refuse
 Spilling out like tigers at
 Any chance of cloudburst
 Aleph throttled the New Age
 And the ponies and unicorns fell
 And the crystals and Celestine skullfall
 And the Bug Rides fell
 And Easy Prophet sells tales
 Of astral friendships in soaps and satans
 But Aleph is Adam
 Aleph and Adam stand on the Docetic Mountain
 And the women's faces are full of stars and mischief
 Into the words of the book
 And the lips of the cup
 And the trumpet and seals
 And the candlesticks lighting
 The Murderers to bed
 And your bed with seas and flowers
 And the nylon lion on your rug
 Roaring like a supermarket
 On the rack on its back
 I call the martyrs as witness
 To this pisspoor mess
 And the belief falling flylike
 From the Mountains
 In curtains of eyes
 Sniffing like foxes at count
 Singing humming
 "Oh microwave oh Galaxy kill"
 They have misled themselves
 Cæsaring Christ
 And no back and no face
 Covered in useless snow
 Praise
 For Paise and Thekla
 Under low volcanoes
 Smothered by wheels
 Drowning in silica
 Your beheaded heads quoting Simeon or Jonah
 And the stars rain down sparkling cold and bloody
 I remember you and pray for you
 All of you who were/are/shall be
 Murdered by Cæsars
 As the nations gather and fade in
 The Poor House ate great dead Hound
 The centre: chisel of the Beast
 Guests at their own farewell feast
 Ashai came to me in a dream
 And in the real swirl
 The Scarlet Girl
 Delivers pornography by the Queen
 Onto my chest
 I said "I am Aleph I am Adam
 I am under attack since 8"
 I saw the bells and the jars
 And the pale drains
 Empty wine
 Useless in the Heathen Eden
 How great was the jungle
 Dogs clutch heads
 Catch and call far bulls
 Chattering like streams
 Whilst the stopwatch shuts
 And the moon hot-trot fox-trot the fade
 Trapping fogs for dreams
 Samaritan says: "Just One Word"
 Aleph says:
 "This is the bikini blast; the Easter Rabbit
 The all conquers in the smallest paper
 I saw the Ghost Train
 Fake orgasms for the cliffs
 Beached children from the so much
 So much I wanted you near the cats"
 The scrambled dust jitterbugs
 Taking stock of its life