In Drips Revelation
I
Sweat hours are eternities in your smile a spirit is born clear to the clothed heart cold
wind coughs through the window slathered white poetry adorns the stars with night
cancer is a promise exploding black and white stones in a marble phrase
She is ending…
Space lost in her voice…
Images clog blooming star showers
Signals from numbers
Broken brittle paper
Ripped in burnt screams
Messiahs and demons crying
Melodies blank with psalms
II
The first vision is the leader
He guides with thin fingers
Bony eyes form a procession
Behind his anointed lies
III
No phone rings silence is the weeping valley ever broken from shadows falling in rocks
of prophecy bowls of soup painting praying white hands bearded in broken hope
modern sexy latex phrases pulled debt over our hands wearing lisps of rage
In
Drips
Revelation
lyrics spit milky hues
upon a dream sunflow
-ers and winter queens lilt
dragging their for
-tunes in a nocturnal waltz…
Copyright © Alex Roth | Year Posted 2014
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