Hush.....(the Cry's Been Heard)

Feel nothingness drift daily,.....
Dead.
In & out & in-between.

(solitude symbols)

A wisp of silken ribbon,
weaving & winding,...winding & weaving
between watery, crystal
fingers.

(Pause; ... the Martyr speaks)

Angel hair glides
through voyeur eyes,
scenes of crimson icicles
reflected from inside.
(Stagnate and Solemn)
drip..
..drip..
....drip..
Stale blood sweating drops,
the crucifix caressed.

I dreamt
we were twins,
fully conscious,
floating within
the womb of
our Mother.

in a better world we'll meet again

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