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THE SUN'S RIVALED BLOOD
THE SUN’S RIVALED BLOOD
Yes, a man is rivaled by the sun; he sleeps
Where fire resides as he place his arm gently
Under her head. She learns through his arm.
Her deepsea pillow of her longing imagines;
Catches the avalanche of his cascading ghost.
Who foisted his love upon her pillowed head.
Yes, the other suns are jealous of his rivaled blood,
Her heart all ears, and eyes and lips, catch the
Gentle cascading of love from pillow falls.
Surprised and startled by her widened eyes at night;
His entire history supine upon her awakened iris;
The sun conjoined as if to awaken to the dawn.
The multiplication of old loaves and fishes,
Is repeated like unending lightening in Galilee;
Of the golden ghost who rings with repeating gongs.
We awaken with the multitude of loaves as the
Morning light is surprised by the long night
Where this day’s sun leaps up from her thighs
Yes, submission is required, but it is but an
Acknowledgement of the perennial sun’s rising
As if to repeat the ongoingness of life after death.
Not any longer will the sun’s vibration resonate on
Her as if she was the repository or love and liFe; it
Is given to all vessels to claim this as their own.
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