07. Adam’s Ashes

Is it wrong
To define perfect
By the poetry of
Paradise and hell
Under-dressed acrobats
Swinging in a star-streaked tent
While the magicians confuse
The shit out of us
Which is magick
Which is illusion
Which are the palaces of the mind
Which are the slums of our faith

 
 
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Vivien Marie Lopez

NaPoWriMo Day 7

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