Wounded,
The whole seems tilted towards a howling maelstrom of ugliness
A terrible presence the world throughout, inescapable, maddening
Fragile to the touch, with violence underneath
Everything predatory, all your flesh, all your soul consumed
But a brightness exists that you faintly remember
Perhaps not vividly,
Perhaps not fondly, this light that has turned its face from you
Better to drudge through dull days than concede
To the blackness
Or to the great and terrible truths shinning just behind every loose piece of shale
Crumbling off the walls of your dim and murky prison
Become ugly just to blend in with it
Desire not to struggle against it
Not to confront it
Not to mention it
Not to see it
When along comes
Another human heart
That somehow manages to allure,
Perfect as a mirror
Innocent and exceedingly bright
Deeper than the greatest work of art, the reasons why you cannot look away
And on the field of your peripheral vision
All your senses catch a gleaming
Of the most magnificent sunrise
In a chariot of the warmest winds, of the wildest colors known to birds and reptiles
Surrender
Pierced by the most accurate of arrows, you come to know what they mean by falling
Your body plummets to the bottom, and you come out through the other side of the black sludge
Wanting
Like you’ve never, ever wanted before
To be beautiful and loving and radiant
Red blush of the sky, soft, scented breath, billowing adornments, twilight eyes
If only to pay homage to him
If only to pay homage to him
Submitted: July 23, 2012
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