mantle of truth
the embrace of calamity
engulfs me,
the putrid scent hugs me to
its bosom -
I never go looking for the
black bones
of trouble, but sometimes
they find me
and pull me into their gaping
jaws; today
will be different from the
other days I
have decided to march in
pursuit of truth,
I will unearth him from his
grave
allowing him to spill his
light brighter
than the eyes of sun star
shimmering on the
dew; you tell me a secret and
it
unravels me to my deepest
mantle of life.
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