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Irreverent words flow as I spill this ink across the page Suns rise and set, while this planet weeps black blood The midnight stars shine solemnly in their eternal watch God sighs as the universe sets, he can finally put down his burden He aches and pains from toiling so long Joints creak and his stomach rumbles Maybe it's time for a nap He lays his head down to slumber The light, tinted pink from the evenings glow, filters through his window A breeze gently stirs the wispy hair on his threadbare scalp A bit of drool collects on the headrest of his recliner His troubles all but forgotten to the tides of dreams "Heaven is closed," Peter said to the gathered dead, "Here is your eviction notice." One by one they marched down the marbled gold staircase as the angels descended above them Jesus was the last to go, after tucking a blanket around his father's shoulders With a final breath the universe dies, contented, in its sleep No more witnesses, no more observers Peace at last
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
Quiet Rest
Irreverent words flow as I spill this ink across the page Suns rise and set, while this planet weeps black blood The midnight stars shine solemnly in their eternal watch God sighs as the universe sets, he can finally put down his burden He aches and pains from toiling so long Joints creak and his stomach rumbles Maybe it's time for a nap He lays his head down to slumber The light, tinted pink from the evenings glow, filters through his window A breeze gently stirs the wispy hair on his threadbare scalp A bit of drool collects on the headrest of his recliner His troubles all but forgotten to the tides of dreams "Heaven is closed," Peter said to the gathered dead, "Here is your eviction notice." One by one they marched down the marbled gold staircase as the angels descended above them Jesus was the last to go, after tucking a blanket around his father's shoulders With a final breath the universe dies, contented, in its sleep No more witnesses, no more observers Peace at last
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31/Gender Fluid/The Twilight Sky
Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC
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