A Shark In The Silence

Silent spaces

Have violent faces.

Life will blast to traces.

Exploding in the radius.

Nobody made me-- nobody made us.

I'm that shark with hands and feet on the beach

Cutting throats with imbedded teeth in my speech.

Hell's wall crumbles beneath what I teach

Unleashing a relentless, unmentionable release.

Making that internal burning for eternal peace--

Like God, deceased, 

Dying in the domino of falling life as I'm increased.


The End

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