Absolution
My bones will not whiten in the sun,
they will blacken with your heart.
I take new form,
reborn.
Your heart beats in reverse,
this
list
is
endless.
You speak of sanctuary,
as if it were yours to give.
Copyright © Gary Gene Linney | Year Posted 2015
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