Saturday, May 11, 2019

The Meeting

Taken by the hurt of others directing his own hand to leave a space so expansive and filled with the pain of companion and progeny that it is thought that justice must implode the unfeeling law in to fill that space.

In preparation, I submit my inert essence upon a span below a discerning pile driver until all real estate about these bones had been thoroughly de-stressed.

Then, with an audience before the sanctified, yet oddly eclectic in their countenance, to entertain to just be as the avatar and intone an anthem of endearment.

And it was Artisan.

Loren M. Lambert © October 18, 2013

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