Soul Singing

Departures of veils – A torture
of reveals – Given the feels
In exactitudes inside the aperture
Broken bones stones & steels

Eagles with soaring auras
You can find me writing into auroras
Fonts of founts into forefronts
Mystic linguistic blunts and stunts

To sharpen iron with iron
Heart of the lion
Lunar incandescent presence
Revolutions of my essence

They say nothing means anything
Who is this being
Ear
of
abyss ringing: With this soul’s

Singing

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NBP
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