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the house of worship raises its’ walls around me, the ink in my hands evokes the blood in my veins to spill into white; all of me wants to grip into you, sink till everything that is me is undone in you; but i can see the flashes behind your shuttered windows, and i must snip my hair,


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  1. I must have stumbled across this post but its monosyllabic, one-word title grabbed me; and ‘the house of worship’, edifice or metaphor? something sensuous is going on, but that strange ordinance at the end …..

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    1. Thank you for writing something so thoughtful ❤ and yes, it is a kind of a metaphor, a shield

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