Through monsoonal bludgeon
free of elemental encumbrance
an apparition glides
over broken cities
and abandoned protocol
crosses the blood-line of convention,
papyric fragility
that can with a word
into heart-dust turn
or with a word
become flesh
in the timeless narrative
of creation:
love is god.
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