Salty Singularity
We're born; we live-we take-we give.
We knead love while churning hate.
Love comes through the curtain unabated.
Then leaves with a clack, like the song of a raven.
We sashay into open hearts...
Unleashing a maelstrom of fiery darts.
God prunes the root of our pain.
Balms the burning in the brain...
In return we curse his blessed name.
We rage -we rejoice-aging ungracefully.
Every breath is a gilded blessing...I think.
The sundial is cranked up to full speed.
My circle shrinks into a salty singularity.
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