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Sovereign words have gathered.
I hear their dust-laden feet.
They hold my shoulders fiercely until I disrupt
their authority stand
by strand, tying feathers for breath
stones for wisdom. Gravity wakes
in silence we build, fingers raised
arcane symbols pressed flush
where language burns, caught
between rebirth
and burial.

Blessed with a mother who comprehends (most of the time) that what I write is brooding, and loves her gifts anyway.

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(Anonymous)
May. 14th, 2013 05:52 am (UTC)
Beautiful.
caffienekitty
May. 14th, 2013 05:53 am (UTC)
Sorry, that anonymous comment was me, somehow I got logged out.
ciaranbochna
May. 14th, 2013 06:17 am (UTC)
Hmm LJ is being a pain again..lol Thank you!
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