A clash of spears
madness treads lightly stirred
by breath that snakes between the lips
necessary for life as blood
or rubies spent in wrath
we count the darkness and look
for yesterday in the bloom of bones
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we count the darkness and look
for yesterday in the bloom of bones
Thought provoking,
really like the images in the first two lines especially
Very sharp–love “rubies spent in wrath” and “bloom of bones.”