Past towers of skulls we climbed adobe brick,

What honor to be placed at Toci’s side…

Supine on limestone tables smooth and slick,

Still warm from blood of others faith had plied.

I saw raw passion undulate her frame—

A jaguar shifting subtly at night,

Bronze muscles lithe and taut, rosettes in flame

With feline diamonds fixed and glowing bright.

In that dread moment I hailed the end of days,

Two sapient souls afloat on meso time;

Obsidian knives reflecting pine torch rays

In praise of gods— a sacrifice sublime!

I gazed up at the moon skull, white as a bone

And heard her murmur as the blades struck home.