PoetryAloud
Carey Rose O'Connell Reads
The Feaster
I improved my vision
when I allowed my soul to use my eyes I rose into collective wisdom when I allowed my selves to come forward and materialize I am the individuality of five helically wrapped into the hologram of one I speak the voices exhaled by the stones and translate the songs of the sun I am the feaster I breathe energy and eat rising fear I am the feaster I bleed synergy and drink falling tears I am the feaster I walk in spirals and die with each step I am the feaster I love in sacral and translate our next I am the feaster |
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