Sentient Sacrificed

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You, the junk
The addiction
The smack to my very well-being
The contraband to my no-pain-and-suffering-of-sentients policy

I, the chosen one
Queened for just such a time as this
Dignified, decree you
Sacrificed, nonetheless

Original thought credit: “Perhaps you have come to royal dignity for just such a time as this.” -Esther 4:14

Fire To Firmament

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These shoes fit me painfully perfect, I’ve learned
So I walk in them willingly

The right height for to carry me
I keep watch above the clouds and toes tied to Mother Earth

My spirit bird, a Phoenix

Mythical and real
Charred from technicolor determination

To fly at all times toward the truth
To flit back and forth from fire to firmament

None Mercy

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God, there was such pain

Constant

Bombardment

The love of a lifetime toppling as the city wall

A series of shofar blasts heralding not justice and courage, but cruelty those years

These years, I tilt my head hoping to drain the ringing and echoing from these ears

All an image or impression away — the mountains, the oceans, and desert sands steal me back

Or a wedding song

A life that escapes me, a pain impossible to escape

She

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The sliver of time before I became tragic
Was it a wicked serpent’s word
Some desired autonomy
This devotion to husband and child?

Think with me honestly
What of heart’s protracted pain
Is my sweet apple affinity
My downfall?

Breaking

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There are times when shadows will not do
Will not do
Will not do
When their storied presence pains the eye
Pains the eye
Pains the eye
And I see wrong mystery, dark’ning doors
Dark’ning doors
Dark’ning doors