give your keys into this one’s keeping.
Open your libraries and salons within this being.
There may need to be a room to house
the great heart as it begins this journey
of so much dying and so much living.
Let it be a cathedral with shelter for everyone
who comes to leave flowers or cut off slices.
God lives in the body.
If you are not there,
neither is the mystery.
Schedule tracts of nothing.
Ecstasy and agony are not twins by accident.