Hanging On The Line ✅


When love 
is a hunch

back from notre
dame.

Beckons
for a reckoning

with miracle
of faith.

Awakening
in belly of whale.

Lovely dementia
that grafts
like a holy plot.

Baffled by its fleet
terrifying and sweet.

Arriving endlessly -
to induce and upend it.

Love,
can be an insurrection
hanging on the line

spooked by chance
sparking off an avalanche.

Lures, like staggering
unholy cures

interrogating weavers
emboldening fevers. 

As violets dare
to bloom and rave.

Defending the frequencey
of its carrier wave.

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