by Russ Vanheel

Created on: June 22, 2008

Reconciliation

I grope for a vision
becomes a malignant wet dream
and keep groping
with bare naked ambition
only capable of vanishing
into exhaled air

Once I believed
a significant photographic moment
stillborn memory
glimpsed God in Pagan eyes
tree branches rapidly blossomed
bore dead fruit

Devil-ed pitchfork armor
protecting novocaine heartstrings
from sunbeams
truth be told un-stuttering
in a trembling heartbeat voice
love is pain

Wingless, hell-bent angel
captures Me in porcelain eyes
and melts
truth be told un-stuttering
in a trembling heartbeat voice
love is pain....

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