Freeverse 584

1/11/22

the divine is always delayed
galloping on horses' legs
invisible in retrograde
avoiding what culture claims

the truth dropped
it lands like metal but doesn't clang
through hands clasped we grasp
for the nearest figure that laughs
with fictitious numeracy
offering the choicest mortality

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