Sanctuary sessions with broken boys.
Swearing against the self-involved.
Ego Queens, spitting adjectives, flipping, flapping, rotting and bloating.
Entitled Yeshua handing out meals; devouring stale bread and piles of swimming beasts. Suffering illusionist using Words like a golden calf.
A ficus cutting from Ashoka's daughter, a bough who lost her golden child.
When I's and eyes are dissolved, infinite blackened holes, wafted memory-shadows, selfish offspring.
But the tears are soaking and wet and endless endless endless!
Just one more warm safe embrace, foolish suffering, and attached.
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