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The Knocking
07:43
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In a humble cottage bedroom
In a remote obscure hamlet
Judges, jurors, rustics
A witness invisible
Unknown being, otherworldly citizen
Unknown to us, a trick of light?
“Are you a man who knocks
At the doorways of the earth?
Are you a spirit
Of air or mud or salt?”
Break through the dark
Seal of Death
Reveal long hidden mysteries
Which silence
Could longer hide away
Behind this door, another doorway
Speak the forbidden words
That fashion a key
Startling reality snaps
Like a rope of sand
Shadowy portals enclose
In unfathomed mysteries
There are no dead…
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The Visitor
09:02
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He spoke:
“Obsidian,
Spectral vein array’d
Leas’d with dark ghosts
That wander thro’ the shade
I am the knocking
That breaks apart thy soul
I am the spirit
Of mud and salt and bone
Abductor, captor
Of stones unknown to man
Resplendent being
With jewels press’d out of sand
Cousin Jacks,
That wander to my door
Saffron cake’s the key
To the door beneath the floor
Onyx the color of their eyes
Where naught but the deathless lies”
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The Abduction
05:37
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Grain alcohol throbs in their veins
Half blind, faces ruddy from drink
The Visitor, he stinks of moonlight
What’s he there? A lash? A harness? A bit of rope?
Out! And through the door they go!
Tethered to the Knocking, hands bound, trailing lamp’s glow
Out! To where, only he knows
Fly with speed ‘neath eves
Shadow-flecked, spinning round
Booze and fear, nasty fellows
Vomit spills from every mouth
Far! ‘Cross hill and glade they’re led
One stumbles and falls, drug by a rope of scarlet red
Far! Night’s roots will be their bed
His howls of laughter
Fill every breath of air
And the earth laughs with him
Suddenly a brilliant sound
Peals of thunder from the ground
And before them, standing alone
A black tree made of stone
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The Offering
05:02
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“What is this madness?
Has Devel taken rein?
Be it oak or onyx?
Has it root or vein?”
Feast on me!
The Knocking fell at tree’s foot
Hands scratching hairy mulch
And from the mulch, dull stones
Caps bruised by his touch
“What have you stolen spirit?
Have you turned ashes to gold?
What use have your pebbles?
Shaped as polyp and mold?”
These stones, these caps are but doorways
Of air and spore and rot
And through these stones, we will seek Great Earth
The offering presented
Each gifted in turn
Down they swallowed, spitting
Their breath began to burn
… And through Great Earth, the caverns of dawn
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The Disappearance
09:21
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Lie down, my sons
Of rock and rot
I’ll whisper in your ears
A slumber song
Of monstrous space
Of caverns draped in fear
Here darkness drowns
The mind, my sons
Darkness, dust and damp
Down in the seam
Amidst bad dreams
Without bird or lamp
Chasm yawns
Rope is snapped
The mine drifts on and on
Through the tree they’ve fallen
Into the pools of dawn
And so the knocking gasps
And pulls each victim down
Into caves dark and deep
Into a space unfound
He sings a song unknown
Of endless stone and sleep
Lost earth, they wander
His prisoners to keep
Chasm yawns
Rope is snapped
The mine drifts on and on
And deeper they’re drug, blinded
Faces pale and drawn
Sleep!
And from the rubble, Jimmy comes
Coorie doon
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