"Fragments from the Unknown Gospel"

A little distance raised above the cars,
and watching them through branches bare and trembling,
i think: if they could understand the pickle,
without dissembling,
we all are in, what panic! There occurs
but seldom, ever anything even close--
personal cancer; Crashsound's urgent tickle;
a telling dose--
and then to take this matter of an emmit,
project it outward till it blot the stars,
and say: your colony now awaits the sickle...
nor narrowly stem it
except by at this hour's chicote, setting forth.


"The MOC is not particularly Morrocan, decidedly Unorthodox, and far too disorganized to be a Church. Inspired by the mad ravings of Hakim Bey, the sublime poetry of Jellalludin Rumi, the antinomian myth of Hassan-I-Sabbah, the heroic martyrdom of Noble Drew Ali, the transcendental bliss of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, and myriad other shining threads, we wander the Garden of Forking Paths."