Celestial


Seek and you shall find me

Gray and half chewed by rabbits teeth

Laid in a cradle of dust

But I would not wish that upon you

Nor even your capture

A frame of cracked bones, chattering

Teeth and a hand squeezed tight like a grenade

Will you, Robin and Sparrow, whisper

Secrets into my ear

Or is that only a mating songs for those who

Will live forever 

I have not seen the sun since

Kingdom come 

And I except nothing but divine 

Defiance

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Published by RedDustMan

Aspiring fantasy author

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