(Image- Little Ladies of the Apocalypse by MorrisoN)
“Faith” is the word we whisper
when He flickers and snaps
till even the upright prophets
go as pale and powdery
as the seraphim molting
at His right hand... and
“Faith” is the word we wield as,
shadows raging,
we edge past alleys of hollow eyes
and hopeful, toothless, smiles
toward doors and days
of sullen sanctuary… where
“Faith” is the word we weep
as boisterous angels
echo drunken home-bound choirs
through empty avenues
while we remain,
nursing night’s end,
awaiting darkness’ dawn.
Holy cow who are you?! Faith and forgiveness, two very big ruses. Very nice.
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