The Veil

feather bows and graphite arrows like the purity of our hearts in today’s times 

so soft and brittle and easy to sway and shatter

no discipline, no strength to say no, no boundaries 

this is hard, but worth the love

wise men always flee society: 
gurus to caves, Jesus to the desert… maybe I keep finding myself here as a means of veiling myself from society

the veil is so thin and yet so thick

I fear for us, I fear, I fear

thump goes god inside each of us

find your beat and hold it tightly

love, 
.357 for 1007

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