Night,
richer deeper blacker void
Elvis on velvet
more apparent
Those things I've seen
Set's legions from
Leo
come to take us
thinking concealed in
comet dust
Thank our Nations founders
In You we Trust
I watched those
hoards
illuminated as
they crossed
Your sacred Orion's
sword
flamed in your Glory
extinguished in disgrace,
apostate, consumed,
nothingness
Twice each life for
those of Isis
barely a half a degree in your day,
renewed reborn rejoice
could I just see
with your Great Eye
from pyramid peak
So much, so much more would I be
November 18, 2001
Arizona
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