Writing Prompt #104 Rorschach Test Take 2

1

I dust the feathers

From the wilderness

Of your ceaseless ablations.

The scent of hyacinths

Overlapping the scent of frost.

Wax wings coagulating

Inside the brittle pretense

Of a binomial darkness.

I watch your holiness subside

The Blood of Christ

Was never strong enough

To subdue your animal urges.

2

My pelvis somersaults

Whenever you mention my name.

Ribs, a corset unlaced

For the sake of aviation.

If I fill my lungs with helium

Can I follow you East?

3

The controversy of doves

Leaking prohibitions

Into my guilt matrix

Immobilizes.

I could spend all day

Here with you debating ethics

But there’s more truth in terror,

In the abdication of thought

For the sake of gratification.

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