On Sunday Mourning
I almost go to church
I feel the missing
two parts trinity
you are only apparition
nearly a figment of my imagination
never phantasm enough
you cast
your shadow, a reel on repeat
to capture credulous fish
alluring
all breaking breaking breaking
bread that never rises
from crucifixion
you holy
godforsaken
ghost
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Impressive contrapuntal!
I love the movement here