I'm not abnormal
just different kind of normal
through my chambers
tantalized horse is storming
(storms make trees take deeper roots)
Dolly's vinyl began skipping
so my God put his paper hat on
that God of mine wears a paper hat
and you wear the fear the same way
we all have rooted fears
above which ingrained branches furcate
designing modular shadows to be tailored upon
yet my symmetrical reasoning
keeps on coloring that infested resonance
enveloping skin in barbed tape
hoping that loosen blood
will make a liquid embankment around integrated Thanatos
as no one ever comes forward to the bleeding ones
but human embodiment is a marvel
like river it breaks its way through to the subsistence
so harbored will of mine constructed a timber
upon which singleness can find its rest
until encounters her similarly aberrant soil
I am lost in a tangled wood
Reaching for a rope like thread
Two fingers balancing
One, two, three….
Like ballerina legs
Gliding along the tendril floor
Inching forward, halted
By a knotty carrefour
The dense foliage
Throwing shadows around the cracks
Guiding God’s fingers
Illuminating the furcate tracks
A judgment, God or Heart…
Trust or regret…
One path forward
One path back
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