thankfulness, which is salvation comes in contrast reprieve, with nothing between its layers immediacy contact, ad hominem a movement of mood mind and body in bound unity to be gripped for knowing thankful, unimpeachable truth gnostic fidelity this saves us.
Posts Tagged: death
whose game is this we’re batting forth and back a’round loving, lying naming, dying heaping bones on hallowed ground pebbles plied to turning tire as history’s wheel mow down merrily we the muck of god a brief crushing and a sound