bowing down to you our lover lover of our originators lover of superfather and ubermutter lover of playgiggler and fatgiver lover of heelgrabber of the pretty and of the weary generous forceful and overwhelming superpower possessing both mud and thoughts
who shields generations with speech revives the dead with words firepure incomparable force who lets everyone go in the total age of rest bc they fucking deserve it we fear no one and nothing else as we do our ritual and spill our gratitude in the only direction all the time right from the spring of humility
cover of admissions sill of completeness who distills the quietude and sends the seventh off with a smile and purely liberates the pleasurefattened many as proof of the first crime
our power and our parents' power don’t you want us to rest burn our clay with your demands and smooth our edges with your explanations stuff us with your goodness dance our bodies to your time clean our hearts up for real work and let the stillness of your fire our only directive stream through us in nourishing enthusiasm so all of your thereseekers forcewrestlers quiet down in it you are the spillworthy one who fixes the quietude