31 march 2021
Untouchability
Sundown, the masks
come out and a game of
perfidy begins.
Words disappear. A
long pause. You will kill two
birds with one stone.
You and ultimate.
No threats. Only the
heat and flames of summer.
In a dark cave, the icicles
form a white deity.
The religion of the body
and flesh, has no god,
no prayer.
The candle burns―
without a wick, melts
into a blue lake.
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