Lists of sparrows in the canopy, coniferous pine and spruce; chutney cups of oil empty in the preceding seasons of Autumn's truce.
Venous pools of blood adorned with feathery, ruffled linen; skin is thin with a predisposition to bruising. From it dangles the Son of Man, preserved in the brutality of unconditional love.
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Author:
coracaodacripta (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Both written on the same day
- Category: Nature
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