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quickening

- Friday, December 30, 2011

Another old piece, as it was written. This is titled Quickening and is companion to Awakening.

quickening

time comes short.
pieces descend to one;
culminations thought chaotic
merge as calculated
and all comes to a head.
the night, she affords me no bonds;
i offer no quarter.
she hides many more than i,
but not all are allowed her desire.
to lie with that which
has no shape nor form…
the seed is felt by all
and ripples in the abyss
to still its toil.
a scent is cast as bait.
children birthed by shadow
will come to see,
but i will take them.
i will rip asunder
and make theirs mine.
all to one is
quickened.

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