Listen to these, and suckle their meaning carefully

[Gog]

Engient

To guns must the trees and stones follow
To fire the centre must be hollow

It’s over, it will but yet
wait, the tone resets
Deep below the cover of the airy murky essence
dying calling: “But again be; don’t fret!”


Resting Game

Your thoughts are just worms for me
to feed the body of your language
And memories that run cold into dirt that boils
and releases the vessel, what He said, the next thing
Wrap around, squiggly logic break your box up
dive it down
Idea

 

[(Wordy)]

How could I not love this? Inventive use of language... artful jump-cuts between lines... and the opening line is mad:

To guns must the trees and stones follow

:D