Who Toss Three Coins - Dvine Ending Poem by sean north

am i to far away
now

to see what's ailing

slipped the mooring
silver

threads trailing

one hand clapping
yeah

may have been there

seen all these accusations
of

instant enlightenments glare

those still telling
myth$

about their l0rd$

within mundane schools
to

draw their sw0rds

think to move about
in

your unseen way

who keep dealing them
out

to see how they lay

who toss three coins
and

cross their heart

toss the bones as

y0u
fall apart