Traversing

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I am Bird Christ
I am The Feathered
The Ill, the Ore from beyond
The magmatic throat of Phoenicia, The Abomination of
molten gold poured from the stars

The ore that made itself known in sleep glowed blood red
And the gem that speaks in shades of indigo will never save me
To live amidst the glory of the stars and dust is to die
Sink! Drink deep the river water, gratefully. With a kiss,
The gem sheds it’s holy edges and it's gone

The gem in the well will never save me
As for the well, it is in my heart

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from Abyssal, released June 14, 2017

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