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cast out by angels,
cast out by faith.
like fallen stars.
like martyrs we fall,
blessed is the sufferer.
with these eyes, these hands . . .
we almost grasped paradise.
you lie alabaster
translucent on broken shells
of crystal dreams.
defiled and destroyed.
how can i pray
to this cruel god
who averts his gaze?
how can i believe
in a god
who creates puppets and sheep?
