Memories of old 29 October 2023
Clenching jaws follow new-found laws Blast to cause breath in pause raking fingers turned to claws revealing the flaws We diffuse the powers to use Golden hues fragrant dews a conflagration to choose aching sunset bruise Bodies hold memories of old tales untold lo behold they speak of the soul once sold for silver, not gold Reading of the poem:
Kyrie - Antaeus
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