Tokens In Exile

March 9, 2022

Seconds hunger

days unweaned

compression fracture

broken dreams

Minutes uncounted

hours unnamed

Humptiest Dumpty

in pieces again

Yahweh once spoken

reason besieged

tokens in exile

pagans to grieve

One for the money

two when it’s shown

oracle harlot

—cursed and dethroned

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)

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