There you were...
in care of faintest heart--
seen off beside yourself,
by yourself.
Your holding cell moved
with you in perfect
measure...keeping time
with the best of saints.
The beauty in ugly
steadily fed disproportion
to that hungry Light.
As if there was nothing
amiss, nothing to be cast
off...only, looked at--with
unspeakable depth.
Konstantinos Mark
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC
There you were...
in care of faintest heart--
seen off beside yourself,
by yourself.
Your holding cell moved
with you in perfect
measure...keeping time
with the best of saints.
The beauty in ugly
steadily fed disproportion
to that hungry Light.
As if there was nothing
amiss, nothing to be cast
off...only, looked at--with
unspeakable depth.
Konstantinos Mark
