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Wine Stains

Blended fabric forms the web As I’m tangled in your Many limbs The storm of man and blood and soul And a woman out of time Struggling to breach the subject Of an attack on the palace Her people ransacked The rations burned By godless heathens But I’m just a fly, and what can IContinue reading “Wine Stains”

WD 186 “The Art”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth. The Art Transubstantiation in the blood transfusion You are an artist, and all you’re paints turn to blood Turn to wine The holiest of holies A quaking cavern rumbling with lion’s roars But His voice is small and quiet Creation comes through the benefit of theContinue reading “WD 186 “The Art””