The Toltec gods are real
and reanimate
come to this juncture
to reclaim
mortal awareness
prowling Sepulveda
with the bloody stone teeth
webbed-feet energy
Descend on the
Galleria
with religious murder
at the core
their cold hearts
spiritual malevolence
evolves
meaning of applied ethnography
pogromopolis
where the process
urban life
is codified
prior banished ghosts
returned
shivers
with incandescence
and the rickets
of a little girl
I am fucking serious
intones
and mind bubbles
glisten
Framers’ minds
hollow and rivulets
fresh from igneous caverns
pours down
from hipster heads
This elemental sauce
through spiritual wire
with magnetism
born
of Law