In Place of Beauty

Turning me in to the prisoner keepers…

 

I’ve faulted your sacred soul.

 

Embittered glass,

The surveying lense holding

It’s tempest steady.

 

The telling is in silence,

Distance creasing folds of

A relationship overturned by

Experience.

 

Crystal skull radiating
Prophecies,

 

Hot candle wax adrip,

 

Hardening truths…

 

Can you remember our time?

 

Roof sitting, galaxy gazing, warm conversation

Hazing our darkness,

Separate dynasties we belong to…

 

Steady tempest in scrunched hands.

Your will is to love me, but

You don’t know how.

 

Men I’ve met,

Unlike your quiet reflecting spirit,

Unlike the drum you beat,

Unlike the difficult path you walk in

Search of justice.

 

For the sake of bringing

Halves into reunion,

Can you forget the angry slashing

Tides,

The selfish winds,

The wrecking thunder,

In place of BEAUTY?

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