We Don't Have To Know,only To Be:let

When The Shingles Hissed In The Rain Incendiary, Other Values Were Revealed To Us

The Whole White World Is Ours.

There Must Be Real Gods See, The Painted Gods How Fair!

No Man Will Be Present In Those Mysteries, Yet All Men Will Kneel, No Man Will Be Potent, Important, Yet All Men Will Feel What It Is To Be A Woman.

I Myself Have Seen The Floating Ships And Nothing Will Ever Be The Same The Shouts, The Harrowing Voices Within The House. I Stand Apart With An Army: My Mind Is Graven With Ships.