I am the altar you left behind
you pulled fire from your pocket
and shook hands with the heavens
You took up passion with the
broken-down angels
You left me to burn like those
restless cities
like Sodom and Gomorrah
They went nights without rest
their backs frozen
trapped in the cage of time
they could not move
They could not do anything right
They didn't know the weight of falling ash
the suffocation of black smoke
how thick it would be
until they could not breathe
leaving Abraham alone
crying on his knees
the cities were left burning
until even Abraham himself
had to get up and leave
run rampant with rage like fire
Soon there will be nothing at all
and soon I won’t know love
and soon I will face that fire
and even Abraham will turn his back
I want to bury my hands
I want to break beauty’s back
My thoughts don’t have room to move
dear God
my dear God
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