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Out of the Sacred

Oh see her
And witness  
the dying of an Angel  
  
Her face  
Torn from it's shadows  
Grimacing and angular  
Scowling woman's perversions  
Like alabaster deity  
   
While whisps of her veil  
Singe and rise  
Carried off and into  
Some cold  
and unholy current  
   
And her ashes  
They obscure my sun  
And they darken the sanctuary  
Of my horizon  
   
She passes  
And it would not be quick  
Then tossing great beauty to the floor  
   
An afterthought.....  
   
I reach for it  
And thread it through my fingers  
as if it were a rosary ...
as if I were the blessed and faithful  
praying for an end
Written by calamitygin (Jennifer Michael McCurry)
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