Sunday, May 05, 2013

Lucid predations of obvious gods

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Your Sky

Your sky looks bleak, grim, desolate.
My sky looks like fruit ripening on the vine.

Your sky is cold, dusked with wintergrey.
My sky has been dipped in summer bronze.

Your sky is cast off from the wards of Heaven.
My sky is ablaze as Hell’s Sistine.

Your sky carves out not a single shadow.
My sky provides ample demonly camouflage.

Your sky is dimly suited to night-cloaked angels.
My sky befits the lucid predations of obvious gods.

Joseph Gallo
April 14, 2013

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