Saturday, March 2, 2019

Unwashed Deliverance

Pieces unfitted strewn
across a carpet bare
Shattered heartbeats fragile
worn with frightening care
Unwashed deliverance
beneath a godly stare
Emptied sins like crimson
stations, buyers beware
Sifted madness fleeting
with nary stream or fare
Orphaned conscience taking
sanity from our wares
Flight into dark shadows
naked this cross to bear
Unsettled wings soaring
like leadened wreaths despaired

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