Choice

oh lord, grant me peace for i have changed. i do knoweth my transgressions for it is most repulsive - *inwardly grins*

and why not when the hammer breaks ice already thin - and skin is too much, flawless, blemished with a

evoke a memory, invoke a spirit and a light comes alive, a temple is built! how brittle that memory, how deceptive a temple when all it takes to empty out a journey lived, when all it takes to deconsecrate a higher power, to have placeholders plastered on fire.

i took one bite that - i bit my tongue hard. with awareness spiking when a shark's fin rises above water. oh no, not now but -

love of money, love of self, love of others what have you? the spinning of tales, like a spider's web becoming a ever thicker fog. till the walls etch carvings of their own, they too have love, love of bricks, love of witnessing a drunkard call down spirits, too strong

nemesis like twins tied by an umbilical cord. snap. but it cuts both ways, thus silence.

lead the way, follow a million chatters that soothes the mind. the mountain turns to a dot when brought high up, with mist covering the pinnacle - don't look down, the cloud is like

a spyglass on one end and out the other comes a mirror of me becoming you in deep hot seat. the entanglements dissolve when hammer splashes on water adapting

one said patience, the other said why wait one said long suffering, the other scoffed when easy pickings come on a rainy day with all the green sprouts shooting up to touch a blue sky shaped by guesses too many -

why did you change lilith? damsel illuminating - in ways i cannot fathom but to seek. when deep in your muses, you gave light, what brightness