whatever will happen when this alter gives out
when the nails bend when the
board snaps when the unplumbed injury suddenly
exists
and the holy wretched mess of oak is
splintered
in you
and the hardened blood
braillescape arm
is at once familiar and welcomed into the family of limbs
as if it was always there?
I'm not going to pretend I know what this means, but it...hurt. I felt it stabbing at me, tearing at me. I can only guess the exact meaning, but it was effective, and evocative nontheless.
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ReplyDeleteI would love to know what inspired you to compose this...I immediately think about the the universal absence of absolutism present within religion...but really want to know what it is really referring to.
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