the armed man (Remove filter)
benedictus
so softly flowers grow through the blood bray of the cello
thick slate clouds wound darkest jet night skies
violin raindrops patter at rough leather faces
rusted horns rip questions through shell shocked silence
the angelic chorus spit out ragged sutures
seraphim explode in ears blocked with mud
Hosanna in excelsis
the armed man goes to war
Hosanna in excelsis
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Thursday 21st July 2016 9:43 am
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