Medusa

Medusa somewhere in a stormfront
Over Ohio incited by HAARP bastards
The suspense of what might happen
Next is killing off the herd and soothing
The membranes of those at the levers

Who (I ask Thee) is to Tellus otherwise
That the snakes sprouting from that
Divine head might not be the apples
Of Apollo beckoning us to interweave
Our souls deep into chthonic clarity

There was is and always will be a
Nondual flowering of recognition that
Awaits those willing to disrobe from
The sanctimonious false façade and
Simply shimmer in the presence of ….

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