Noose
Alone
in dusting corners of redemption
where infliction
tests the subtle awareness
that emotionlessness dulled-
a universal purpose.
Crimson specks
hug electrical pathways
as fumbling fingers
find hills of knot
A nail in Heaven
hold sinful breath
with sincerest apologies
filtering through
brightening screens
then deadened by
peaceful dreams
by the noose guest sleeping
in sinning abundance
from Heavenly grasp
to a Hellish pull.
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