We're out in the desert
killing fig trees with curses,
passing around bottles,
telling stories we've heard
of eternity, lies, and fortune.
we'll be in that sheltering room
around a table with bread and whiskey
holding eternity, lies, and fortune at bay
with all our collective strength.
Thursday fortifies us for what comes -
burning, shadows, death, and beyond -
but that's tomorrow.
"Today, take this from me,
as I receive from you in turn.
Take this now, and in the future,
when you partake again,
remember me kindly.