Vortex of the Sacred Snout

Prologue (Excerpt)
Worship me in circles, for I am mostly whirl.

Spiral Prayer

Red loops like a heartbeat practicing eternity.
Rose remembers yesterday’s laughter.
Green is the hush between two gusts.
My profile rides the weather of pigment.
Ich bin Schwein und Wirbel,
ein Kompass aus Kreisen.

Litany of Motion and Mischief

I revolve, therefore I reveal.
Every ring is a question mark doing ballet.
Devotion smells of wet brush and bravado.
The outline jitters; that’s honesty.
If you listen, the spiral hums:
amen-oink, amen-oink.

Antiphon: Red / Rose / Green

Red: I am the siren of speed.
Rose: I am the blush of belief.
Green: I am the pause that proves it.
Pig: I arrange you into weather,
and call the storm beautiful.

Swirl Benediction

Let your gaze orbit slowly.
You will find a doorway in my snout
and a small galaxy in my ear.
DADA names it momentum.
I name it kindness learning to spin.

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