July 19, 2012 § Leave a comment
three times broken
What is this love that stares unblinking?
Straight through the burning sun
Naked, bleeding, trusting, feeding,
hopes and dreams to die for.
Anger burns, and stomachs churn
a sense of justice yearned for.
Piercing eyes as black as night
sift the sin from shadow.
Gorge themselves on waking thoughts
hang with them on the gallows
Unblinking Stare, with golden hair
stand with me on the gallows
Righteous one, I am undone
beside myself with longing