tap into ancestor visions
live out their prophecies
and from firelight shadows wield the dark currencies
acknowledge the fear acknowledge plight of witchman
women milk bubbles in source
and we drink we drink we drink we drink we
shine the blade against the light
an exposed mind is weather
make breath in the lungs of humans
press of infinite sea as pressure
shackles on creative ambition
scenes of snakes of swirls curled in
the dire moist unpleasantness
blurs out all stains in memory
these truths are mandate
whispered into ear of Shaman Christ
these desires ooze out onto world
