a benediction by Indigo Tempestayou'd see me running with neil young in fast motion backwards
that is the way it would be not for john donne but for the sake of true marriage of the minds which being theologically incompatible strikes one as poison of that eternal blasphemer
if since i cannot be composed of verses and lines i must decompose i choose to be beaten to the texture of air but still, if possible, the flavor of sweated gold.
there is little i can say to complete the incomplete alchemical circle within the spheres, the stars. 02/16/2005 Author's Note: donne and shakespeare, forgive me.
Posted on 02/16/2005 Copyright © 2025 Indigo Tempesta
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