Skol

           to the velvet tongues of the grandfathers
                  to the great arc-angel motherweb
                       to the brothers of the idols of their youth
                          and waiting in the courtyard 
                             electric niecehood
                              in images of silver
                                with silver serviette holders
                                  and translations from the book of genealogy 
 


                                  to the red crusting eye of ensuing intent
                                the ghosts of our unsprung 
                              the flesh to be feasted 
                          and the mystery guest we say...
                      do not mess with the will of notoriety
                 do not mess with the will of notoriety
          do not mess with the will of notoriety