Move his words through you Spew them over policy and smear them in the eyes in charge of interpretation They burn in the mouths of the swallowers Forking tongues, decaying reason, making sure each poison tree remains deeply rooted We swarm like drones to the flower to drink, to drown in promise unfulfilled The empty canyon between our ears howls for an echo False prophets given the loudest mouths boast holy decree In which case God does speak through you--stay away