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Tanisha Jackland Feb 2023
We are not an absolute
one day to be fodder
for the Earth
She will consume us
after we have had enough
for we are cyclical beings
waning always waning
fading into frequencies
of rearranging patterns

I'd like to think
we have an eternity
to come back again
if necessary
to try on new flesh
to eat again
at the bounty of Earth
Tanisha Jackland Feb 2023
Priceless
Price tags
are for fools
laughing nonchalantly
at the dead air
'
the sky has fallen
for free
as if
gravity will cease
to
anchor you
to the Earth.

What we value most
No one can afford
you can only
know it thru a
divine spark
and touch it from
the marrow of
your bones

Perhaps if you're lucky
and true
the Sun
will reveal itself
as God.
Tanisha Jackland Nov 2022
Breathe fire
but do not get burnt

She waits to see you
consumed by that

for you will be the ash
and not the wind
blowing away
the
embers of bigotry

She devours those unjust

Will meet them
by the stake of their
own hatred

separating divinity
from the bone with
gavels of fire

particles in the Sun
Dust hanging in the air
Like
blasphemy
~
Prescience
of dawn:

a sunny place
for shady people.

Long shadows
on the lawn
of a thin pixelated
crowd,
in parade
of blood red
sorrows.

But your curtains
are always
drawn.

You hide
behind
smooth and sterile
surfaces.

Finish your
collapse
and stay for
breakfast.

Buildings aren't
haunted,
people are.

~
Tanisha Jackland Nov 2022
Whenever you are
with me

my hair
dances on
my skin

slipstreams
on surface

I glide over you
the shock electric

you fill me
with ghosts

completed
you fit in

You are the true
element in me

Keeping me
stable
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