Wednesday, November 4, 2009

in a movement

in a movement

is a gradation

the slipping shade

of a day interloping

reading an angle

from yet another

angle, detaching sides

from other desires

until sides become ribs

and these wings and

these metaphysical wombs

and sudden is rapture

more than application

it is the eve, the oeuvre

a manoeuvre of kindred

from light to darker

in a movement

here solace is captured

and god is silenced

for this is god

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