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Untitled by Christopher R. Granberry

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by Christopher R. Granberry

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Thick, deep, blazing

Salty, warm with the beating of life

Spilled across a brow, an innocent body

Slipping from a briar crown, from a splintered cross beam

Liquid like rose petals, plucked from an iron stem

Driven deep, piercing the feet that walked a sea

Reflecting heaven's fire, sinking till tomorrow

Hammered through hands

That gave the cardinal his feathers

The apple its shine

the twilight its light

Thick, deep, blazing

Red.

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