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14 July 2011

cathedral

a cathedral builds itself
inside my body
stained glass windows break
into the bloodlight of my gut
my ribs a vaulted ceiling for whatever
I am
now
peace
 in this coagulating mutation
peace
in the simplicity of time
moving on
 

3 comments:

Claudia said...

this is powerful...the building..the breaking...the mingling of the things that build with the things that are and create something new in the most natural way..

Brian Miller said...

is it in the breaking of our cathedrals that we find that peace? i think i have...

Madame Sweetcheeks said...

Beautiful...powerful...