knowing nothing, one teaches through love
knowing nothing, one teaches through terror
this small grain will be flesh
two worlds that surface seldom part
one is alone then
such a man strikes at the distance
the dog still rears its head in hearing
we are still snake bodies,
bellied in, hunger-stretched
i saw worlds coil in light
the heart of grass dense beneath me
i saw hands move about me
as the eye's blankness grew
knowing nothing, one teaches through love
knowing nothing, one teaches through terror
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