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looking for something
to cauterize the wounds,
i burned my fingers on the sun
reaching for the light contained therein
hoping it would sear away
the ever-present sense of self-loathe
that finds its way inside my shoes.

daily walks and listless pondering.
surveying my place under the stars
only to discover
i exist in some distant galaxy
far removed from sense and reason,
some other reality
far removed from the face of heaven.

the angels do not smile in my direction.
they hide their eyes and glance
toward the presence of someone
much more deserving of their attention.
meanwhile, the devils cast lots
for pieces of my soul

who will be the victor?

foolish demons, they do not know
when the final chips are
cast onto the pile,
nothing exists for them to purchase
with the blood of martyrs
i shed to make an offering
on the holy altar of self.

merely the burning flesh
and barren soul
of a man who was forsaken.
a man cast aside by the saints
in all their splendor
a very long time ago.

Description
looking for something
to cauterize the wounds,
i burned my fingers on the sun
reaching for the light contained therein
hoping it would sear away
the ever-present sense of self-loathe
that finds its way inside my shoes.

daily walks and listless pondering.
surveying my place under the stars
only to discover
i exist in some distant galaxy
far removed from sense and reason,
some other reality
far removed from the face of heaven.

the angels do not smile in my direction.
they hide their eyes and glance
toward the presence of someone
much more deserving of their attention.
meanwhile, the devils cast lots
for pieces of my soul

who will be the victor?

foolish demons, they do not know
when the final chips are
cast onto the pile,
nothing exists for them to purchase
with the blood of martyrs
i shed to make an offering
on the holy altar of self.

merely the burning flesh
and barren soul
of a man who was forsaken.
a man cast aside by the saints
in all their splendor
a very long time ago.