Julian (Flavius Claudius )

What Julian sought I have sought In razed and restored clay temples We have always worshiped words These gods upon the Olympian crags splinters of reason, waterfalls splashing, numinously upon our heads Then, i thought i ran out of words life draining them, slowly, dripping blood-like, into a sterile shallow pool of responsibility, but i sense your new words, surrounding me i perceive it was just a deception i am not just an animal, led to the bleakest slaughterhouse, i will go out bleating, words and the last thing i hear your new words, ringing in my mad, but never cowed brain.