The SoothSayer

Serpent-healer, Serpent-stealer…

Whisper -sings

Split the tongue between the teeth

Tearing the seams

Of gnawing wisdom

That forked the road unknown

Which I must follow

With hollow entrails - hollow eyes

And hallowed hope made out of lies

I had to swallow

The poisons drip, when bit by bit

It flayed my truths bare

And led me to its lair

 

Praying in secret my keeper was…

And i must carry

It all with me

The faintest whispers of the sea beyond this crossroads

No one knows and no one dares 

To think

or count... how many times 

We’ve been here

With tired eyes and broken ties 

Singing out of bleeding ribcages

Through and out

Beyond the ages

 

Countless doubtless they are

Countless boundless they form

Beyond reflections unknown and yet…

 

Familiar

 

Resilient

 

And re-ocurring

 

Until the certainty coagulates 

And the barriers dissolve 

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Whose time is over.

 

Grieve. Recover.

Breathe. Uncover.

© Alice Karveli 2019

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