Panegyric


Pain-gyric

You were torn
Immediately
Ripped from the
Grips of infatuation

Mundane cessation
Shhh…let me be.

Open and closed
Hands dancing
From the window
Beginning

Heaven riding
Shotgun
Fully loaded
Mist

Sulfur nostrils
Swimming
Butterflies’
Immersion

This is how
I love you
and
This is how I
Love

Red letter dub
Stepping…
Red winged cove,
Too cold above

The noose
Melted shoelaces
Cliff locked
Barefoot

Swan dive
into
The blackest
White hole

No sir,
I don’t need a receipt

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