Purification

Perfumed purification

anointed my skin

fragrant with absolution

My brethren

Blessed sisters;

Heart-bound lovers

Spirit-kin

My blood baptized

in the cistern of love

Forgiven to be human

The elation of redemption

damp against my brow

Dancing in broad circles

Breathless with abandon

the release of blissful beauty

The End is Near

There is a man clinging to life but not long for this world.

His bones are resting heavy

as his skin becomes mottled

His breath labored

His jaw slack

His hands are loose fists.

The moaning has stopped

Ragged breath in

Rattling out

There is no movement

Check. Nothing.

Check again.

Still.

He has been released

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