poem
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A Silence That Sings
To see yourselfyou must disappear Fold the world inwardlike a paper swanand sit in the silencebetween your own thoughts On the surfacea face made of smoke & shoutingNot beautiful, not kindJust loud But dive deeperpast the noisepast the names you… Continue reading
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No Fragile Bloom
And then, a kiss – not merely breathBut something bound in life & deathA vow unsaid, a ghostly thrillThe moment before the world turns still Your lips were dusk, a sacred wineThe altar where our fates entwinedNo moon could cast… Continue reading
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Let Heart Break Open
Beneath the hill where shadows spillA lantern sways in tomb-dark stillThe stone is rolled, the veil is tornThe sky forgets it once was morn They say the blood was not requiredNot tribute paid, but love inspiredNot wrath appeased by sacred… Continue reading
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A Pilgrim Without a Map
I walk where no compass dares to turnThrough cathedrals of bone & thornThe moon my candle, dim & grimLit not for saints, but those who mourn No kingdom waits with jeweled gatesNo crown of gold, no holy feastOnly wind that… Continue reading
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Into the Death it Dreams
I felt the flame of wrath arisea holy fire turned fouland in my hands I held his throatmy brother, marked for trial No sword I drew, no gallows builtno poison touched his breadInstead, I chose a deeper sin:to drag him… Continue reading
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The Rope Is Kind
Fail & hang, the rope is kindbut not the end you seek to findNo grave will keep your soul at restno coffin close your weary chest For death is but a crooked doora hinge that creaks, then swings once moreThe… Continue reading
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Sacred Fright
In candlelit halls where saints weepWe build our gods on power’s keepsWith iron will & crowned commandWe crush roses with trembling hands But Love, she waits in chapel dustNot in the sword, but in the trustNot in the grasp, but… Continue reading
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Each Second is a Universe
A breath in stillnessa whole world begins to bloomthen fades into peace The ticking is softbut inside each quiet beata cosmos unfolds Time is not movingit opens like a flowerpetal by petal Even now it singsthe sacred in each momenta… Continue reading
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Litany for the Devouring Saints
Praise the roads of dirt & drowningWinding through the marrow’s prayerPraise the earth that drinks our hungerPraise the sea that drowns despair Praise the eater, the mouth of heavenAnd the eaten, bone & breadPraise the lamb & praise the slaughterPraise… Continue reading
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She Who Sings Him Still
My song shall not sound cold to himNo, it shall burn through the fog of the moorA darkened chain drawn tight with hymnTo pull him where the black tides pour In my deep wave, he’ll find your hairTangling in seaweed,… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 