Causality of the Qiblas
-Don't look now, someone's done your starvin', CCR

The little stars are moving hard
knowing if right or west, such
great distances, monstrous dark
places in the sky. How strange
it is to consider the azure
disc, black and all so empty
save for this light as it enters
the lenses of atmosphere, one
after the other filters and delivers
to the Ard* her rainbows and cancer,
limonada and drought.
Yes, he gives light to the needs,
Yes exposes the hand that steals,
Yes says yes to the Mariana trench,
affirmative to the eyeless fish.
Brilliance strums the giant string
of bird noise at dawn as night
is bound to day in terminal slavery,
reflection pitches shadows on the moon.
Illumination brings out the fruit,
sow, seed and sweat.
Yes tows the iron and the iceberg.
He is Yes, flying those kites,
Yes brings the ants on home,
each and every time.
Yes is the neutrality in the dog fight,
the eternity of No
is half a heart beat long.

Causality of the Qiblas
-Don't look now, someone's done your starvin', CCR

The little stars are moving hard
knowing if right or west, such
great distances, monstrous dark
places in the sky. How strange
to consider the azure
disc, black and entirely itself
save for this light as it enters
the lenses of atmosphere, stacked
bandwidths and delivers
to the Ard* her rainbows and cancer,
lemonade and drought.
Yes, he gives light to the needs,
Yes exposes the hands that steal,
Yes says yes to the Mariana trench,
affirmative to the eyeless fish.
Brilliance strums the giant string
of bird noise at dawn as night
is bound to the day in terminal slavery.
Reflection pitches shadows on the moon.
Illumination solicits sow, seed and sweat.
Yes tows the iron and the iceberg.
He is Yes, flying those kites,
Yes brings the ants on home,
each and every time.
Yes is the neutrality in the dog fight,
the eternity of No
is half a heart beat long,
and the people bowed and prayed
to the Neon God They Made. -S & G