Thorn and BenedictionThe Veil
I tasted dust as soldiers movedyet kept my woven dignity,His dying shadow downward proveda mass He laid in gravity I kept His gaze when crowds fell still.I drank His blood, I drank my fill.I bore His face, I bear it still. They gave me to His blood-loved cheekand warmth broke out like iron flame,the heavens bent, the void did speakas if to know His fading name. I caught His breath before it shied.I caught the storm the world denied.I keep the truth they crucified. The centuries drift past […]
Arma Christi (Clavus)
The iron enters bone in thread,the void leans close with iron breath;the sky turns black and bows its head. A charged wind keens through flesh and griefstorm-fields align the hidden core;the clouds split wide in cosmic sheath. The nails conduct the starless roar,each pulse a drag against the night;the world tilts on its trembling floor. Blood-iron wakes to rising light,drawn upward by the storm’s decree;the beam shakes with a deepened might. The thunder forms a gravitypulling through […]Wood Iron Flesh
± We enter bone in measured line,three tempers fused: wood, iron, flesh;the void inclines to redesignIts motion through our driven mesh. ±Through sinew’s gate we carve our pathpure iron thought through mortal thread.The timber drinks the aftermath,renouncing drought in dry root's stead ±We cross the joint’s red corridor,a triad struck in grain and bone;his stillness hardens into ore,a burden forged in undertone. ±We bear the pull of failing breath,the cosmos pressed against the […]