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Written in Blood
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Better than...
Better than...
Better than...
Smoky refrain, under skies, giving birth to the thunder,
Hitting glass eardrums, drained,
shrunken, unable to break;
So old, it has no living listeners;
Dusty, making brains cough, as they swallow
In the meta-
to the omega,
or to the final points...
Written in no ordinary lines,
Deeply carved in the bloodline
Of the self-claimed guardians of the crystal,
Written in blood on mind-made walls,
Separating me from you,
Me from myself,
Me from the rest.
Better than...
(with no appropriate fill for the blanks),
Better than...
(carved on a soul-made marble),
Better than...
(denial)
Throw yourself away, or cast the first stone
Deep inside your body,
As if you were free from sin.
Pretend not to be,
Only become.
Stairs are there,
Stars are there, too.
Jump or fly.
Because walking is ordinary.
And no better than...
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