Blind With My Flesh - Judicium
A dark poem
That part of me
was never me.
Damning guilty pleasures.
Praying for the convicted.
Decreeing my flesh
stay separate from my soul
then pleading for baptisms
dawn after dawn.
Only chosen eyes
saw a father.
I saw him
until weaknesses
let rebellion stain my eyes;
O’ twisted ecstasy of mine.
At my most tainted
he saved his most submissive.
Only obedience crossed his threshold,
ascending Judicium,
while my flesh and I
stayed behind burning blind.
Eons passed as Sophia’s whispers
challenged the verdict upon me.
Saturn marked me with
the harshness of countless lifetimes
karmically revealing
repeatedly and patiently,
that part of me,
damning and praying
over flesh and soul,
was never me.
I, never saved,
was blind
to my weaknesses being
the greatest of me,
withstanding Judicium
without surrender or saving.
Ascending Judicium
by falling.
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