I am a
living God
I drink
the night
down my throat
The pale
moon I shatter into stars
Stars I
crumple into star dust
Mortals
burn other mortals
but only
in an effigy
I
extract the hearts of men
put it in a blue ceramic
With
your soul incarnate, you stumble in darkness
Your
life is a mere glimmer, between void and void
I taught
you in parables, but you do not heed
Now I
write you a tragedy and called it an oracle
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