i arrive at
god of mountain
its many stone faces
contorted with a malevolent joy
the rage of its laughter
in dim luminescence raying outward
displaced by nothing in everything
all locations of the central stone
untethered from all points
to the many living skulls of Eegaalnimiath
which are many and living
transfixed and spinning
enrobed in void of the path
i arrived at temple Eegaalnimiath
made from god of mountain
the cracks and crevices
with blood, gushing
towards yet away
i, searcher,
one of many
i, lowliest of lowly
holding my own skull that holds
the burdensome knowledges
in my hands
temple Eegaalnimiath
god Eegaalnimiath
one and the same
everywhere yet nowhere
Негізгі бет the many living skulls of Eegaalnimiath
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