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Raise the Dead


The lamp
a brick

The burning pit 
flaming forge
of life. 

Stray as an echo
lures and spurs

To speak
with the ocean 

Larks unfurl
raise the dead

Darkening ruptures
do battle
with my life. 

Sacred and torn
like Biblical corn

Rigged a mutiny
incredulous -
brutally.

Cinder's pig,
devil's fig

Arose presumably
bent on it -
dutifully.

For freedoms
strife,

Intelligence
haunting
the afterlife.



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