"Liturgy"
absorbing my confession as I lie
prostrate in the shadow of Silence.
Trees, tithing in needles, bow boughs
over my crooked neck while my knees
sink, deeper, with the Earth.
(c)krp
"An Ending"
Shake. Shake while twitching stars
bathe your shivers in Silver
strides, treading heavy steps
across trembling shoulders.
And the stars' trailing fingers caress
cheeks: where silken threads descend
in remembering.
(c)krp
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