Hasty Circuit

Heaven to pieces
in sparkles per billion
Heretofore of this great swirl
my speck in the galaxy is twinklefied

Cranium, my mother planet ...
Worship her sky
We who once worshiped naked,
worship her gleaming minerals, too.

Cranium, my mother planet ...
so like a rock, so also egg shell like
We who now dress as monkeys,
return us at once to worship pure

as once we did before we invented money