Posted in [poetry]

stained glass [poem]

your hollow heart is holy
it is cathedral stained glass window
beauty built out of broken bits joined with molten lead
both the pieces and the poison are a part of you
lit up when love shines through
but your church pews are quiet
empty
an abandoned relic six days a week
only remembered when they need salvation
or inspiration or damnation or
something
thank god they always need
something

Author:

bookdragon, poet, witch

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