eclipse Posted October 26, 2019 Share Posted October 26, 2019 Cathedral in a cloud-gravestones cryonto a raven's wing above the flamesof a church roof burning. Rain lies onforgotten graves-dreams lie and dreamersdie is there a state that corresponds withspirits that abscond . The sea establishesthe status of a drowning king, smoke penetratesa ravens wing,the king's narrative echoes offdisparate tongues that fail to cohere into a whole.Church clock hands feign knocking on heaven's door,a planet shocks it's guests into confronting the ghostthat is more real than them as it amplifies the soundof thermometers fainting-mother earth shuffles her seasons. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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