The ancestor

Blood carries the past
like a river
of intuition
and visions
of an old staircase ascended
and a golden amulet acquired
by dilating the eye
as far as the heart
can reach
under the spell
of June’s super moon.

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3 thoughts on “The ancestor

  1. Brett

    I think the line breaks really help make this poem, the way it unravels in a nonstop sentence, slowed down by the breaks. Nice poem and thanks for sharing!

    Reply

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