T H E E N D C O M M U N E

the holy ghost covered its eyes
with the palms of murdered children:
behold! said I
and the holy ghost spake
ex cathedra.
my heart, my blessed temple
and the holy ghost sounded
the horn and lure of the Lord
there
within.
what a beautiful clangor
there was.
and suddenly dropped―
a noose from the beam of the earth!
two hands tore holes in the earth
and at holy behest
and I too spake soon with vapor
out into there, into the cold realm,
the dying world of nights.
so i did for the sake of my Lord.
Yes,
an echo framed the night-sky
and like a burglar in the night of zodiac
i disappear
with the pitcher of Aquarius!
poured did i the water therein
into the stream of worlds' all mouths
and
the holy ghost vanished
under rain and hail and
sulphur of the soul.
boiled to broth and fat
in the aether-cauldron
the holy ghost became
the sustenance of the djinn!
and they threw their balls of fire
over taiga, steppe and storm;
no longer reign i
ex cathedra,
the holy ghost abandoned.
and so it did for the
sake of its Lord.