Resanctification

Resanctification

 

rerun views, down through the floorboards

again through the stone and earth,

into the water pipes,

flowing anywhere I will,

rolling through faucets,

drank back into the mouths

that spoke them into my nous.

warped edicts extracted from furrows of someone else’s history;

again someone else’s remembrance,

compounded until my own past was stifled

in it’s forgetful tomb of In the Beginnings and

Once Upon a Times;

until it was

lost

 

so let it all rush back into the well-meaning

rusty spouts from which it was birthed!

let my own busted vessel

be reconfigured,

refilled,

resurrected!

raised from terror!

set sharp on it’s forward track;

released from it’s former backslidden rut.

 

found,

and given wings,

and liberated treks

through glorious and untraced new constellations

embroidered with Honesty’s flawless stitch

again, undecided young eyes search

messages embedded in unscathed walls of dream caves

that twinkle behind my stare,

then burst out of my mind,

and stand defiant,

marching anywhere I will,

onto the waiting page,

again, through the bone and flesh;

virgin faith, up through the ceiling

transmitted for all who wish

to hear;

begging fresh response

Author's Note

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