The Word
Theologically unpigmented now, a whore
Hoarded from tongue to tongue, that will not kiss
Eternity in the shambles of the mind
Whole universe and Holy God dispersed
Omnipotence in us and primordial fragment of dust
Redemption as creation from silence unmeaning
Designed my soul to speak of awe where nothing is seen
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