A method that includes
A candle having an address
That’s either language’s hotel,
Or a living light, demands that
An ape not parade, as goal, his every
Glowing resurrection.
Every gun’s ashes
Have been mailed
To your tongue’s heartbeat.
The odor of Monday is in
The pores of the sky’s office,
Where no Friday can release every
Dead dollar. Kneeling in blood
For boats that have landed on
The eternal shores of your victory parades.
Every ape that kneels, with eyes
Renamed soldier, cuts out the
Remaining daylight, oil and religious