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at your right hand...
lord, i have lived in rites that don’t fit your heart, i think of the numbers i counted the pressure to fit in, to correspond to what they thought, i…
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poets of old
poets of old sat before the firelight sang the songs of the gods beckoned them to flight but now i sit, just me, in a lonely room, and beckon me, and…
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Jesus, i find your spirit stirring me in halves,
Jesus, i find your spirit stirring me in halves, one toward the song of heaven and i am lifted from a miry mess; the other dwelleth in darkness below…
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light and fire
light and fire, i am a little flame, in a small dark space, i am binding wind, feeling it tug back hair on skin, a fluttering smoking coal fighting to…
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April 2024

beyond the edge of the world
i have been seeking things beyond the city, unto the edge of the world, and though i did not sail there i saw the edge unfurled. the cascades endless…
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love is...
love is a cloud that comes and settles without warning, a mist of meaning, a heavy rain looking soft, but becoming a think fog or gale… love is a zoo…
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hiding among us
like a traveler stopping for the night why are you hiding among us, revealing, then lifting and leaving? are you not weary, worn by years-- does not…
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only the narrow
only the narrow only the deep only the route by which virgins keep lamps lighted and their wicketh trimmed oil enough to see the dimlighted grin…
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belief is a downward spiral
belief is a downward spiral mile upon mile bridges built in-bewteen one vast network intertwining pull one string, e'ry reality shutters; pull another…
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