Edited new stuff....free form
A life
is
it
Worth
Less
Than
A bug
Once stomped,
Done?
Are we
recycled
Light
Where Death
Darkles
the answer?
Can there be
Transliterated
Versions
Of our selves
Suspended in Timelessness
Hanging
Inside
Zion's Closet
Embroidered
With new names
And Spiritual Bodies?
Will we live again,
Unsoiled
With
Pure
Shine?
Or Is the soul
Just a Phoenix Faux?
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
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Written on 2026-07-08 at 11:27
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Phoenix Faux [repost with edits]
ValueA life
is
it
Worth
Less
Than
A bug
Once stomped,
Done?
Are we
recycled
Light
Where Death
Darkles
the answer?
Can there be
Transliterated
Versions
Of our selves
Suspended in Timelessness
Hanging
Inside
Zion's Closet
Embroidered
With new names
And Spiritual Bodies?
Will we live again,
Unsoiled
With
Pure
Shine?
Or Is the soul
Just a Phoenix Faux?
Poetry by Clara Mae Gregory
Read 64 times
Written on 2026-07-08 at 11:27
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