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LUCIFER
He comes from the back side.
He is on the back side of man
We think his embrace is the Comforter.
He whispers
not from the outside
because
his throne
is in our mind.
He is the underworld within.
His seeds
have made the spinning caves within
and
He is on the dark side of the tree.
He is the light bringer
that keeps us in his dark night.
He is the back side of man
always
turning his attention
to his light
that is brilliant
but it is swirling
chaotic
harvesting
Madness.
A blinding light
that destroys the senses
and the ashes
we become
he will rise from.
There is a rain of ashes within
when you burn him away
his umbilical cord.
There is a rain of ashes upon us
when we are consumed in his embrace.
THE BREAD
The angel
stood over nearby
watching the mourners
gathering around the grave.
The angel
could still smell the soul
not yet departed
but lingering.
It’s emotions
still kept it bound
to the body
It mourned for what it left behind.
The ones left mourned for what left.
Neither realizing
their mourning
was
feeding the angel’s spell
The angel stood nearby
waiting for the mourners to leave
and then stood at the food of the grave
making the symbols,
saying the angelic language
and as the words and symbols
fell
upon this body.
The word “bread”
appeared above it
and the soul
called from its wandering,
passed through its remain in the graves
and through the portal
of the word “Bread”
to find
the Dweller who sits in the underworld
humans call Heaven.
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