Friday, September 08, 2006
phoenix descending
into its endless cycle.
"...I assumed he'd come to die and decided I would let him.
Each day he turned more from a monk in tattered robes
to a god performing penance for razor mouth and venomous body
though all gods are killers without fault..."
– Erin Lambert. Excerpt from "On Faith"
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