moments tender
moments torture
moments hang from the
gallows
beaten and broken
I swing with my sins
blindfolded by
parchment and papyrus
an ancient wind swirls
a hymn turns blasphemous
no god saves
no belief cures
fall out of body
and relive another
undetermined day
(Image by Joe Gemignani on barewalls.com)
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