unlike Erebus you have no smoke and fire bursting through the snow
majestic queen   earth mother holding shoulders high
solitude for millennia
head lay naked, glittering in the sun
not one creature attempted to woo Sagarmatha,
not even omni super tease
angry temper killed little Hannelore,
parade the Norgay as prime.
and at your skirts, the fishnet stocking trails murder mayhem and sex
an orgy of revellers thrust themselves up to reach your orgasmic peak
each one thinks better   faster than the rest, morals lie in crevices
a crescendo of snow, an avalanche of glittering spires
Jongmalunga, Kum By Yah, Hiawatha spirit slave, dream flew aloft
Saint Mother isolated supreme hurtles wind at mask-like insects
Goddess Mother of the Snows, Mother of the Universe
we bow down, gracious in your mercy, reaching ultimate goal
once more the insects traverse back down glorying in your name.