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satin

by Indigo Tempesta

serendipitous collisions profusely bleeding
sometimes
and when in an instance of glory
children whimper and writhe
it is called insurmountable tragic

and maybe
if never
sometimes you are crying
it is you crying
if ever it is that

angel crouched in bamboo grove blood
peaceful tan perfidy
is all the light exhales
and crucified sisters who only like the Magdalene
need to be forgiven
are shriven of not sins but sunrises to come

burning, serendipity crashes beautiful

10/01/2001

Posted on 10/01/2001
Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kimberly Bare on 01/20/04 at 08:04 PM

"and crucified sisters who only like the Magdalene need to be forgiven are shriven of not sins but sunrises to come".....oh, these lines leave me breathless...hauntingly beautiful!

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