Chaotic soul the Mad king
warm your hands by the stove
don't worry for the trash heap
relics, glass, the ways that he finds god
Build - do your will
Life – his devotion
Church beams, the ribcage of the whale
Broken tile, broken brick, wood decay
Crucifix cast in cracked plaster
A darkened crypt open mouthed in anguish
The self doubt, his devotion so pure
He cares not for what the heathens think
Abandoned in unholy creation
Scorn and adoration in equal measure
Fervour Dedication
metal groaning
squinting praying
splinters bleeding
The grave of the monk
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