the spirit needs
holiness, the color of sacredity, both tunic and collar. maybe a necktie, for
most solemn, the courage of invisibility. like pictureless souls, present,
unseen, most crucial to flame; multiple teardrops, puddles of passion, the eyes
are a storehouse. rich, shapeless droplets—presumed in innocence, some wonder
if owls cry.
banshees are in
prayer, they seek encouragement, they mimic the mantis.
the spirit is
breathless, knit into skies, aside many fires.
into earth as time
becomes clouds, most stars bear witness—to alchemic raindrops, burgundy,
grilled eyes, like passionate crosses. the spirit wiggles, it suffuses its
chambers, silt sits around the perimeter
spirit woos spirit.
by the flame, unto the flame, the flame knows its flame. similar with people—knowing
with intimacy—knowing two have beating drums; as tribal, rumors about the camp,
the souls are irrigated.
more pain into
deepest spiritus, knowing life becomes knowing deaths.
seeing a spirit,
eyes to soul, makes it difficult to resist spirit. spirit might unfasten souls.
a lethal, pure spirit; adjusting to earth.
spirit sits like a
scarecrow. spirit may muse poetry. spirit indicts spirit. Old Testament Spirit.
or New Testament Spirit. or Human Spirit. spirit plants crop; if harvest,
spirit sickles spirit, reaping spirit requires spirit.
spirit will invest
in itself, as one is itself, tolerance is tender water.
