Golem

I raise you clean spirit,

Of the earth,

From sacred ground,

And secret mound,

Of happy singing skulls,

And fornicating cadavers,

Your footsteps of dirt,

Across my creaking wooden floor,

And your handprints of mud,

Smeared on white wall,

From room to room,

Your whispers to me,

Dust in my ear,

As my lips quiver,

And crack.