"Faith is unnecessary To a world-begetting savior," Spat that Mad Jack whose breath begat, Braver and braver, each live epithet. 5 "And heaven is no mystery To him who's brobdignagnian breath Is maker both of Life and Death." "Breath that moves from body to body, As intemperate Spirit one minute inhabits 10 And then, of a sudden, disincorporate, Pursues each winding of tongue and tooth To undiscovered temperatures of truth," Sang that Mad Jack in the crossroad's black, The moon a strange hook at his back. 15 "All mind whirled in a glance Compounded both of Fate and Chance." "Breath that ceases with body's cease, Sweet heats that lapse to a gasp When the elegant anarchy of the subtle body becomes 20 The stiff contrivance of a corpse Create a Death, I say, create,---" Laughed that Mad Jack who spat a chant Claiming human imagination might Out of solar day devise a night, 25 Rend life to puffed nothingness And return all surety to a guess.
From the collection "Divine Revolt"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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