Slivered Thoughts

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Blood red stones      
broken in twain  
sitting by My side
who will the bier lift ,      
carry me to the light,  lay the flame      

My hair is singed
                 My heart is flooded
                                    When My soul is empty
Crack the mirror and shard the slivers.

Sometimes I look at the
shards
and see small pyramids
My name is Ra
and am I of the Sun      

Born of the light issuing
forth every morn      
dispelling the changes of time      

Our reckoning places the world so ancient
how Old can My soul be?
Is there a trade-in allowed        
small pyramidal schemes  
Transport the music away      
cross the barren blood-drenched sands of life    

who walks across the coals to be with her
      who is playing the dirge      
            that wailing sound      
                  that keening of Loss

Look at their faces      
Mothers all      
           wives, sisters, daughters,
Am I the one to say
Go there and do unto them the same
draw the blood and cool My cheeks      
aflame as I am          
Those cravings would      
nay   will never cease and
then those
little bugs will
out of My empty sockets come

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