Sacred : Heinous :: Pentagon : War

Can you see the shape? It drives the thing
It purports to defend against, bringing 
Against into the darkness, chiseling the
Frame and sailing it into ports of not
Picking up the phone: red cell to Moss,
Dairy cattle for that latte / driving,
Smoothing out the circle into a shape
More pleasing to the crying, written down
In a book too many years ago for the words
To matter, as if the blood were ever body,
As if I were ever me and you were ever holy.