Fermenting Mind

A desire spews the rocks. 
Between two moments 
lies my body. 

Learning the first alphabet 
of violence. I fail myself 
in the lily pond. 

Statues and inscriptions 
were me. I had become 
the god of doubts. 

A disembodied faith 
overtakes my senses, 
I float between the words. 

The humming 
starts from a formless bee. 
The everpresent honey drips.