A million  drops of blood fell to the earthen
floor where it seems a million years before
a spirit visited  my soul and gave me insight.
my pain  found deliverance
♧♧♧ a stroke from the mystic
Expressions  stitched with barbed  wire encircled my brow. Paid penance  for a negligent heart.
A blurred dismissal of truth an ode to one's  youth.

                  A Ragged
Magician in frayed costume. No rabbits to flurrish  from threadworn sleeves nor doves to take flight with flapping relief.
a gift. Golden bangles fall from wrist.
Times fold over and over in rythym  as prescribed  by delusion.
Forward.
The belted restrictions of perception only imply. Four  square confinement  to adorn the journey.
Dust.