love means nothing where there is no love


it doesn't save

it doesn't triumph


it just seeps out of our wounds

as the cold comfort


all sacred texts exalt and soothes only ourselves

in the moment of wounding


like begets like and that is hard to surmount

unless you try to become the Law


by breaking it and there is the most dangerous part

of your ongoing journey


there everything fallen will pile up at your feet

and you'd need that superhuman strength to ascend


to be love itself where there is none








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