16 august 2020
Unwashed By Sins
Life had tossed you in
flames.
Like hearthstone, I sit
deleting my colors.
Time on black feet
runs, on the sacred
river bank.
Molten lava will ask
when, and from where
the funeral procession will start.
A hard core wants
the evidence of rape. Two
leaves will not cover
the naked aggression.
The spooky game had
become, ultimately- the biopic. Once
angles used to roam
on the burning coals.
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