The sketched circle
drawn at the intersection of science
an alter set for cruelest nature
and laid with blasphemous intent.
The human condition, its hidden riddles,
broken into each chemical constituent.
The most complex equation made simple –
the universe is laughing.
Palms charged on the circle’s surface,
a lay on of hands, disfigured evocation,
pulling a thread in time
undone in flesh and the spirit is tethered.
Blood flourish on stone,
marking mother’s ruin,
plans undone, a sibling re-written.
Sacrifice in skin, a limb given
to the great unknown
and binding the boy’s broken soul
to the armour that will be his body.