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written by: Ricky Hawthorne



That’s how they found me…

Bloated and bruised
A satiated bee
Dripping with nectar
My vacuous crucifix spent and
Cradled between swollen fingers
Its ecstatic brew drawn
Deep into my crowded soul
Defying fate’s final expression
Smiling, always smiling
The last hit the sweetest…


That’s how you weep for me…

On knees that gleam
Of polished marble
Compliant to discomfort
Bone eroding stone in interminable retribution
Intercession by intercession
A sacred necklace
Draped and drained by feather fingers
That once unlocked the ribbons in my hair
Earnest, always earnest
The last Amen the hardest

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