Meet me in the middle
Of the megaliths

Do unto me
As you would do unto me

Let why equal two:
Let our cold congregation send

Shivers across the wheat
Watch the stalks fall in

Strange crescents
Press the pampas into mandalas

What wily wind comes
Whipping through the truth trees?

Sweet lunacy!

I scrape my knees
To worship thee

That williwaw shakes
My weeping willow wakes

Navels in conjunction kiss
(Overgrown mound (buried omphallus))

Our legs a knobbled gordian
Knot: We braid new helixes

:Spit and sweat
and seed and mist:

Meet me in the middle
Of the megaliths