|Eyes Sewn Shut
||[Jan. 31st, 2016|09:36 am]
Ears sewn shut.|
Hearts turned off.
Mouths too small to speak.
Minds ground down.
Please little light of mine, please will you surely shine.
A heart turned on is feared by a world of control.
Little powers, fearful ghosts of their light and their love.
There light obscured from them.
Their love turned off.
What will it take, or will we end in our own creation, our own trap?
May that which was made poppet manifest as light and wave out in a particulate way.