Virus's Nemesis
"Behold, I come quickly." Book of Revelation
I'm a fugitive within
eluding essence
easily beheld by
intangible tangent --- contagion terrorized.
The body that is so dignified, if not deified,
how can it house so violent a guest that
dwells in hell's exactitude?
In transient body fragile flesh
serves god's amplitude.
Silver inlets of faith revoke
solitude -- in god's company one is never alone -- for
another day's vast vicissitude, lingering currents of faith
slip into night's safe haven past
the tumultuous velocity acquiring fluency with
god's fiat of investiture -- in hope.
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