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Reverent, at dawn the shadows shift

Bend

twisting under blazing agony

Mosaic spectrum, shards that bleed

Glass blown,

Melted chaos rapture they need

Knees, penitent, paths of light

Bloody in color, polemics’ delight

Stretched and strung, a body of one

Diaphragm heaving, faithless none

Cannibalized the canon, the stench

Cervical snap,

The heels of the clenched

The light it shines, Its coldness

Historically known for relics and rapture, the blind are then shown

Upwards, gaze, bloody bubble spits

The audacity to judge from where it now sits

The woods of the lost, on the path they do cling

While in mockery, chorus, their song they do sing

The cacophony, it drowns out the screams of the loved

The glass, it lies where it lies, enamel serrated knives

Each page, hymnal, the hyman it bleeds

The pure, the white virgin, satiation, it needs

Narrative, chronology crisp, burnt ash, scorched

Halos of blood encircled dilate for claw

And fang, and talon they share

Devotion and fear, interchangeable snare

We trust, we believe, we ingest, sight unseen

Despite what lies bare at our feet

Effort, it waits, glass and bone splinter wide

Skinless, scalped, bloody, and together beside

Twirling and spinning in chaotic vortex

Buzzards, hawks, predators, hang from your neck

Albatross, burden, rotting at sea

Nightly, your nest, molded, unfolded

Bones, scattered, glistening bleached

Noxious clouds, sulphur, rains it extends

Beyond our reach, the shit from our tongues

The blood and the body, communion, our lungs