gratuitous revelations

sink the seer in his own ritual

he needs a heart to sacrifice

but not his

he will find it easy to be faithful

under his own cognizance

if a Mass corset his collapsable faith

or another's confession empowers his

humble hubris

the vain self-seeking of all beggars

as if to shame his deluded 'betters'

because he chose an occult path to counter

the normalcy of his disgusting neighbors

because he withdrew at a time he should have advanced

because he was proud and awkward

and disdainful of an open heart

he is swamped in his ceremony

and his own blood opens portals in the air

flooding all light with its hue

and inside that protective ring of fire

the surging paralyzing awareness of all this

slaying the bogus shaman in his dream...

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