Desire Burned Like Revelation in Me

Written By Veronica

I remember resting on those air plains where you could hear the beginning of the Earth
saints in the ashes—
your eyes of obsidian 
burning in my irises 
this is the mirror of fire 
this is how you die
Charybdis at the end of the universe
I was wasting at the shorelines of oblivion

Veronica
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I was constantly trying to prove I was chosen by striving which is opposite the condition of divinity.