Gemini Becoming the Tripod - Kayo Dot

The portraiture within me rose up

To meet a constellation

Borne on psychic waters

Geometry showed me its dark side

And showered me with its arcing plumes

The lovers met in deepest dreams

Tourmaline eyes glinting in the non-light

I bring to thee an orchid I picked

Once as a human from my spiral garden

I held the holy tripod and all the nothing held its breath

Gemini solemnly split themselves

The world closed its eyes

Supreme love in the opposite

The world hid in clouds

From a severed two came on

The world quaked in fear

Galaxies slow, and ammonites

The foe e’en trembled in his darksome cave