Fruit

Reveal 

Reveil

Reveal

Reveil

Reveal

Reveil

Reveal

Vile are the hearts of all men

Everyman is an angel of the Lord

An angel of God, Most High, Glorious

upon a golden throne

in Heaven on earth;

and lawless is His army

Lawless and without body

Fire-walking to their ocean

graves

Sqealing like snails

Salt in their torn shells

Praising their pain with cinnamon

flowers that twist skyward in

fists

fits

Reviling in their soil

Calling up from their rotten deathbed

Nipping at the final color of a fallen

tangerine

Waves and waves

waves upon waves

of mercy

and of Spirit.