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Delusional Angels

Delusional angels with power to choose death for others or so it seems they only hasten the death of illusion for others and extend their own. Killing souls unlike their own wallowing in power false not knowing shadow from sun. Hiding self from self barking at those who feed wounded lips torn ears. Starving spirits […]

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Truth

I have seen the truth,


or half-seen it,


running next to me


beyond the bushes speeding past.


Keeping pace,


allowing only glimpses


here and there,


like a feral child


or predator.


I am afraid I will never see it clearly,


but fear facing it without


dark glasses or nature between us.


Sometimes


it breaks through the bushes


where nature is thin


and affords less protection


from what I most fear and desire.


Then it is too close


and I sense rather than see


a huge muscular beast


as it passes between my eyes


and the road ahead.


Then it is gone,


rushing next to me again


with the blurred veil of nature


speeding toward my past.


I once saw a whale under the ice,


at least it seemed a whale,


although indistinct. There was


a sense of danger as though it


might at any moment crash upwards


and crush me without pity.


Fear and curiosity pinned me


and I could not turn away


until I remembered it was lunchtime.


 


William E. Rushman, August 1998

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