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saintedmad
saintedmad 19 Oct 2018 Tag: sacrosancti

A halo of bees

^ each day is the learning to be human. a low note graceful and hungry in my throat, to eat of visions, of love lined in undereye black. somewhere, i am nazareth; fallen on my eyes full of prairie sermons and writhing, the grass crawling up my thighs to some slow thrum of...

saintedmad
saintedmad 25 May 2018 Tag: sacrosancti

A retracing infinity & other unheard beautiful...

part 13: the great swallowing begins here. my first lesson-- how heavy hunger starves you out. i watch the never again . ... the dead dance in the wild darkness-- in the wanton emptiness--- do i dare stay inside eternity? listen to me scratching the sign of your eyes' earth....

saintedmad
saintedmad 25 May 2016 Tag: sacrosancti

A stuttering in the stolen skin of a god

:enter hush.. i cup life's last light to my stung eyes to see how you see, or see me, or did in a most beautiful fugue. do not watch as i twist my arms around [hold me] and sing silent:: sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness, sowing in the noontime, and in the dewy eve...

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