In search of an illusion

I do not know

I do not know where all the teeth

I do not know where all the teeth suddenly came from.

The way they move

The way they move does not seem to discern...

but there is an intensity

but there is an intensity in the rhythm of the churning

but there is an intensity in the rhythm of the churning a brutal calm

but there is an intensity in the rhythm of the churning a brutal calm and silent articulation

but there is an intensity in the rhythm of the churning a brutal calm and silent articulation of how it is

but there is an intensity in the rhythm of the churning a brutal calm and silent articulation of how it is that I'm supposed to live...

Now take all that

Now take all that shove it between two wheels

Now take all that shove it between two wheels interconnected by explosions

and allow me to ride it

in search of an illusion

that can reignite

my religious zeal.