[New post] The Fire Consumes Us All

subtextures posted: " Yes, poetry burns in feral anger— a knife flash fast at the shadowed church door cuts through a dank cassock's folded black cloth, twisting quickly below the priest's fat rib.Yet, the mundane's slow-etched eddy of truth leaves its tes" Respond to this post by replying above this line New post on subtext The Fire Consumes Us All by subtextures Yes, poetry burns in feral anger— a knife flash fast at the shadowed church door cuts through a dank cassock's folded black cloth, twisting quickly below the priest's fat rib. Yet, the mundane's slow-etched eddy of truth leaves its testament in the margins of the more violent rush and tumble relevance churning in the crowed streets. My life is easily enough dismissed with the trivialities of the day dropping their dead petals across my path like roses in ecstatic agony. Yes, poetry burns in feral anger— and burns and burns throughout the dullest day. (July 26, 2021) subtextures | July 26, 2021 at 8:50 pm | Categories: critical theory, difference, life, meditation, paradigms, poetry, sonnets, writing | URL: https://wp.me/p2xVx-24k Comment    See all comments    Like Unsubscribe to no longer receive posts from subtext. Change your email settings at Manage Subscriptions. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: http://subtextures.com/2021/07/26/the-fire-consumes-us-all/ Thanks for flying with WordPress.com