Grief becoming destiny

Destiny tastes like a penny held on the tongue

Metal essence electric

Cosmic balance seeks itself

From within the chamber of human experience

All longing and grief drown my soul in sorrow

Cruel, spiteful, wretched and depraved

Bitterness between the lips

Rage in each ragged breath

A slow poison

Knife’s edge and our end

Fatal – shredding pretty illusions

Emptiness – filling with God

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