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There were sixty pentagrams
laid out on the circular floor.
I didn't count them, but it said so on the wall.
We brought the winter beetles inside in large sacks
each sack was sewn shut with a polyester thread
cannibalized from the sweater of the first one who drew the shortest straw.
Four of us carried a globule of light,
withing it, undulated and compact
lay the sacrificial essence of the second one who drew the shortest straw.
It was dark outside and the bats were restless.
I felt the evening breeze cool my chin
as it choreographed a dance of the multitude of candles.
Dark predator, nightly essences, fiery aspect.
We bow to you. Bring us this sacred night's flame.
Cleanse us in medicinal fire and let sublime terror reign us in.
The bags containing the winter beetles were opened,
a black cloud of insects exploded
the third one to draw the shortest straw lifted the globule high above his head
and smashed it on the floor.
Sickening tremors passed through the ancient masonry and the beetles and bats fell still
The light was instantly snuffed out
replaced by a darkness that reeked of centuries.
No sooner had the light been extinguished than light blazed up again.
To the amazement of us all,
The third one to draw the shortest straw still stood there.
The globule was whole and the night was still.
60 shadows cast upon 60 pentagrams.
A caged fire carries no smoke.
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Tri Repetae++
By Autechre
Release date: 19 March, 1996 |
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