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Rapture and Riddle

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Rapture and Riddle



A sleeping beast 
Or winged messenger from God 
Lays its quicksand of the truth
And I am spat like a petal from some nameless bloody heart
A constant question of the proof

I scratch in complacent deals
With my fellow’s skin and drone predators
While living in the fields
A cauldron drips
These poppies fix

A soldiers boot 	
Addiction is
The needle spent is where I live

But faith can be 
Such a fickle masturbation of sentiment 

Did I nail myself onto the wood
In scarlet scars through shrinking palms
Sacrifice my history
So they could write a misshapen allegory 
So they could rest their scraps
In painted psalms of papier-mâché 
None of it was me
I was not born to be 
An asset 
Of their delinquency 

Did I lay myself out in love
To hang there torn upon the cross
A plush riddle in comforts upholstery 
The benediction of their ease
The filthy placebo of their greed 

In the ragged bones I fall to earth
In the moist illusion of the dust
With this wretched taste of famine in my throat

Am I the benediction of their greed
The filthy placebo of their disease

A nameless child who scavenges 
For every single breath
As I lay here in the dirt
And in the gluttony of the church
And so for pities sake
Just one more obloquy of prayer 
In the chronicle of remembrance
  
Or sleeping angel 
A winged beast sent from the savage eye of God 

Lays in the quicksand of the truth
Spat from a stinking petal 
Of some cringing bloody heart
And I will gather here a while
The meagre scraps of dust and earth

A constant question of the proof

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  1. Date: 7/20/2013 9:00:00 PM
    No one in the world writes like you do. I miss reading your words. I hope life is beautiful for you. You are missed.

  1. Date: 7/1/2011 12:35:00 PM
    Enjoyed reading the words that flowed from your pen today Colin. I hope you have a wonderful fun filled weekend and that you find miles of inspiration along the way. Love, Carol