We’ve been moving into our flat for the last few weeks, and the last thing to be installed is the internet. So I am writing from an internet cafe.

here’s a poem:

The realm within
Him.
Gravity defied
Burning eyed
Wildly cried
Plunging the sword of love
into hearts hardened
for lack of reign.
Striding through cloud-pastures,
surging upward;
soaring from the boring
Law-ing.
Breaking out of the drawing
of lines
the confines of brain and cell
How we fell,
thinking we could spell
F R E E D O M
Instead, touching the hem
breaching - through our reaching -
the teaching of a system.
The power to resist empire.
The fire of love
that rips off the glove
masking our hand.
This acid love that melts off exteriors
Stripping to the bone
til all is shown;
each sigh; each groan;
each desperately alone
moment.
And like a bride
we are cherished in our bare vulnerability.

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