What do you see?

 

A circle, a line

a cross, a shadow.

A loop of loops

a red tube and arrow.

I see beauty where

beauty has no

business being, but

that’s what I’m seeing.

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Portal to Hell

 

The portal to hell is a hole rimmed by steel

where flames feed on themselves and 

thrive on the wood of our poor choices.

It is a bottle neck, a choking point that

separates us from others, peeling off

those who in love try to offer support.

It is a journey of loneliness where 

flailing limbs cannot find helping hands,

arms pinned to our sides in descent.

And at the bottom, when all hope is lost,

we come face to face with Him who 

burns away our self-centered madness.

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