Category: Writing and Poetry
Come to the glorious nothingness
Among the silent streets, god and I
Commune, cold and laughing
Midst the heartfelt emptiness
Far removed from human truth
Within the soul's divided dream
Savoring every ruthless smile
Partners in this crime of love
Each night beneath this dappled
Dome, this art forged of light
We share power like paupers
Singing for a while with the wind
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