Tag: endtimes
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Angels Weakened by Chain of Flesh
They scream as weak skin shirts them “My flesh is covered with maggots and clods of dirt.” Angels made from radiance descended Light as from the halving dance of radiation And in lust were turned If a thing of flame couple with flesh, should not that flesh be burnt The fruit of forbidden urge once…
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CRUSADE
Hephaestus of the lean-to, the villages hammydown armours seen to As if they were Pope’s robes purple as peacock’s tail fanned like a winning hand to mock the downy cygnets, parading that office He mends lockets, shoes oxen, builds strongboxes, tests locks, ensures a sword’ll knock through an enemy’s props and drop him He beats…
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Nearing End
Time slipping by like snapped rope The box was empty, hope eloped Circling time like a roundabout I crash the wall, hit the dash and then flattened snout Feeling like I have to stay inside, hide from a fatwa Watching parties at distance like Gilbert Grape’s fat ma All in all I’m like Aspinall, two…