A Sharp Digression

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Spike

Plant a tree of glass and iron and burnt stone.

Drive it deep, a spike in the heart of the matter.

Make your stand, keep your counsel.

Drive it deep.

 

Let the world

and the heavens

and all the delights of creation

whirl around it.

 

Whirl around you.

 

Whirl away.

 

Wait a way.

 

Wait for the end of the world, a spike in the heart of the matter.

A spike in the end of the world.