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Cathedral Bones MAG

January 27, 2014
By iz_teehee SILVER, Boxford, Massachusetts
iz_teehee SILVER, Boxford, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
Live in such a way that if anyone spoke badly of you, no one would believe it.


Before the first explosion of sunrise,
we thirsted.
Hundreds of bones
waiting together.
I thought I saw Jesus
taunting us with his blood and wine.

I thought I saw an Angel.
I did
but he was Fallen.

He tore through his halo
And away from the son
he stood tall and breathed the clean
unholy air.
He reached through the ribs of the sword
and stopped earth's ever-beating heart.

The Fallen and I
balance on our bony knees in front of the candlelit alter.
Our candlelit souls
always lead us back to the Cathedral.
We both shed our skins
one of us burns up like the torches
on the moist stone wall.

And one of us remains
to wait for the first explosion of sunrise.


The author's comments:
The fallen angel and I.. we wait together

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on Feb. 18 2014 at 8:07 pm
iz_teehee SILVER, Boxford, Massachusetts
6 articles 0 photos 9 comments

Favorite Quote:
Live in such a way that if anyone spoke badly of you, no one would believe it.

thank you!

Blynn SILVER said...
on Feb. 17 2014 at 11:51 am
Blynn SILVER, Waco, Texas
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ooo, I like this. Unique poem. Great job