An iconoclast.
Destroyer of images.
Executioner
of text worshipers.
Without a star to guide us,
drifting aimlessly.
The unworthy gone,
and banished from existence.
Crushed into splinters
under the pressure
of their reflections, much too
heavy to carry.
I saw heaven once.
I clawed at an angel's wings.
Almost beautiful.
Jan 9, 2016
Jan 9, 2016 at 4:18 AM UTC
An iconoclast.
Destroyer of images.
Executioner
of text worshipers.
Without a star to guide us,
drifting aimlessly.
The unworthy gone,
and banished from existence.
Crushed into splinters
under the pressure
of their reflections, much too
heavy to carry.
I saw heaven once.
I clawed at an angel's wings.
Almost beautiful.
