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the seventh day
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last night
i fashioned a bow
from
the bones of
creatures my
cat drug in
and
the branch of a
weeping willow.
to tie it all
together
i pulled
from the
aching mass
of my heart
seventeen sutures
and wrapped
them each
securely
around the
joints
for arrows:
Belial's stolen
wing feathers.
i carried them
in my
grandmother's
purse
and climbed,
clumsily,
to the top of
the roof
and then -
i aimed, and i shot
seven arrows.
i sent my
anger, and
sadness and
fear
with them
and,
they quivered and
danced through
the ebon sky
until -
they met their mark.
He was
weary
but He understood
why
I had done it
and El came
and He cradled
my head and
told me He was
sorry
and told me
sometimes, He, too
felt like
throwing
in the towel
which was,
after all,
all I was
trying to do
and,
then,
We sat
on the rooftop
in silent
consonance and
held hands
like old friends
'til the sun
awoke.
i fashioned a bow
from
the bones of
creatures my
cat drug in
and
the branch of a
weeping willow.
to tie it all
together
i pulled
from the
aching mass
of my heart
seventeen sutures
and wrapped
them each
securely
around the
joints
for arrows:
Belial's stolen
wing feathers.
i carried them
in my
grandmother's
purse
and climbed,
clumsily,
to the top of
the roof
and then -
i aimed, and i shot
seven arrows.
i sent my
anger, and
sadness and
fear
with them
and,
they quivered and
danced through
the ebon sky
until -
they met their mark.
He was
weary
but He understood
why
I had done it
and El came
and He cradled
my head and
told me He was
sorry
and told me
sometimes, He, too
felt like
throwing
in the towel
which was,
after all,
all I was
trying to do
and,
then,
We sat
on the rooftop
in silent
consonance and
held hands
like old friends
'til the sun
awoke.
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and on the seventh day He pulled the covers over His head and called in sick.
blasphemy.
blasphemy.
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Aww, I like this. It's cathartic to my sense when I read it.