Obsequious in resentment
Heart-filled caring souls
wringing, fling out
wellsprings distilled from
private pain, gifts of
remembrance, healing
rituals, shamanic curse
spun into fine golden
fabric glittering like sunbeams
upon brilliant waterfalls
sparkling rivers of life.
Those who have found the key
play here. Time loses
consequence. Old wounds rename
into fascinating scars,
fireside stories.
Conversation binds kinship.
We are free to be
frail and strong,
innocent and wise,
unencumbered.
Obsequious in resentment
angry souls without hope
farting epithets
express angry gargoyle smiles
as badges
of superiority.
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