Black ink and sunbeams poetry

Translucent parts

of the self-contained heart,

once denied,

cast their chorus into the silence,

capricious as desire, cacophonous as

the omnipresent spark of creation

that deafens reason

brother,

your ambition worn thin, made

brittle as my prismatic lens,

cleave your prayers before the

tattered chords of madmen,

carve yourself a

sliver on the wall,

bury salvation

beneath her sleeves