G / Growth / Our Lady of the Hanging Heart
Oh, I'm writhing with life!
The sharp edges dulled
The first touch of mercy swings down on me
Like the last ragged breath that slips away
But oh, I'm seething with joy!
Slow shaking steps toward a fluorescent new day
Their welcoming embrace...
Laughter spills from my lips like the ash from a shattered urn
I'm patient zero, event horizon; the eternal undertow
Point my ravenous love
towards whom you want to be swallowed
Draw wretched eclipse closed
The incessant numb twilight of a shattered mind
Do you feel nothing, like me?
I welcome you to join me in this idiosyncrasy;
the absence of all-
But oh, I'm burning with love!
Collapsing within
With the weight of the unachieved
I welcome you to grieve
Oh! The incessant grip of our encirclement;
convulsing and euphoric as it singularly tightens!
And the air is colder than it's ever been
I know nothing of it
There are voices crying in the other rooms
I don't hear them...
And in the recesses where the darkness deepens
That which I can't possibly see
Something has brought its gaze towards us...
Putrefying where we stand
like effigies to a decaying opiate god
Pestilential and bloated with life
The absence of all
The embrace of rot
Blossoming before me
Iridescent and beautiful
So unspeakably beautiful
As a crippled vessel, exposed in all its grand failure,
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