Sunday, August 9, 2015

I'll Have the Cannibal Platter (and make me well done)


The difference between
Uplifting oneself
And groveling
The understanding
That makes this difference
Irrelevant
This, this
Is such sublime
Crucifixion

Only in the eye
The light finds
Its completion
Only in the grave
The eye shuts forever
And light is free
A coin with no value
At last
Knows not an ounce
Of gratitude
For this sacrifice
Because it is
Sacrifice
Itself

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