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// Sunday, December 09, 2012

Three Tendrils for Today

When the Sun loses its horizon,
    and only sky diamonds dot the heavens,
memories become tears and scars,
    until nothing remains,
       except columns of ice
          of a species
             not made to last.


Are you driven by demons or driven by angels?

Either way, the clapping of their wings is the thunder—and the fury—in your head.

When you kick God out of your heart, who do you think fills the void?

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