Ascent and Abyss
- sierraedmister
- Aug 16
- 1 min read
When these fallen fruits begin to rot
Fragrant with potential I forgot
about
It’s about time
I’ll gather these pieces of me
I will learn how to scream
It’s about time
I'll burn my throat
And I want
to be
haunted
by me
********
If I am to fall
I'll close my eyes
Feel in my gut
I'll take my time
but if I am to fly
I will feel
my wings
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Silent in the presence of a god
It’s got three eyes too many and plenty see all that I’m not
I shrink while my groceries rot
I’ll gather these pieces of me
while the pages redeem their story
I color it well
If I am to fall
I'll close my eyes
Feel in my gut
I'll take my time
but if I am to fly
I will feel
my wings









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