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Flagellant Penance

from Tremulous Futurity by Spaewife

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If my body is a temple, my mind is a ruin.
If my body is a temple, my heart is a stone.
If my body is a temple, my soul is a sieve.
If my body is a temple, my bones are hollow.
If my body is a temple, my being is voidness.
If my body is a temple, I am a flagellant.

How long can a man live as a machine?
Running on protein, caffeine, and nicotine.
My joy a phantom memory.

Lacerations carved into mindflesh —
the penance of a flayed and broken spirit.

I stare at these calloused palms,
and wrap my hand around an ever-thinning wrist.

How will I still these seizing tremors?
When will this heart exhale?
How will I scale the strangled peaks of my ambition?
When will I feel stillness again?

Inhale, exhale.
Inhale, exhale.

Veins, muscle, skin, bones.
I am a displaced shade of myself.

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from Tremulous Futurity, released September 11, 2015

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