Eleven Moons and One Star

pepper
pepper Posts: 155
edited October 2012 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
I just saw something burn
straight through the sky,
striking every chord
of my heart strings,
carving cracks into my skull.

I asked, to have my mind blown
into a chorus of starling.
Their tune, has become my journey.
The cracks? A way in,
and out again.
This hole in the sky,
singing less like mercy
and more like a miracle,

above this,
this wilderness of flesh
upon flesh,
where I will recall this dance...
and scar like that.
Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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