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Julian (Flavius Claudius )
What Julian sought I have sought
In razed and restored clay temples
We have always worshiped words
These gods upon the Olympian crags
splinters of reason, waterfalls
splashing, numinously upon our heads
Then, i thought i ran out of words
life draining them, slowly, dripping
blood-like, into a sterile shallow pool
of responsibility, but i sense
your new words, surrounding me
i perceive it was just a deception
i am not just an animal, led
to the bleakest slaughterhouse,
i will go out bleating, words
and the last thing i hear
your new words, ringing
in my mad, but never cowed brain.
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