Anger’s division ate my heart in bites
so small the moon spun around howling
at wolves — lady / God \ rivers
sequestered Souls; i died within your
arms and death too — we go up and down
with angels whose burning wings light
our Souls
We took refuge in truth and we go up
and down and scratch away lies
— the little lies eat life
|||the bigger you give the bigger
you get and sometimes we forget
the Spirit needs food and we
scratch away the flesh from life
; is such the little death every
day we breath/we live in small
spaces wishing kisses resurrected
Love and all our biggest dreams.
:: 03-08-2019 ::
