the birth
dazzled and blinded by glances
from stars that lie distant and hard to find
glist’ning from darker skies
witnessed and listed
it’s fitted to brighter minds
kisses from heaven they lifted from
mama’s thighs
wet red and bawling
and screaming and traumatized
the soul saw its chance and it leaped and
they harmonized
and so now the dance
will begin until harder times
when soul departs man and we weep
and we cauterize
wounds that are ragged and deep
a dragon that sleeps in our dreams
can be seen in our father’s eyes
passed down for us to repeat
until us turns to me
and I slowly speak of
my father’s crimes
oh how blessed are we
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