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Poetry

These Messengers (poem)

. 1 min read . Written by Krister Axel
These Messengers (poem)

I write with obscene distractions
Collapsing myth and desire
Into fiction. This false mirror
The distance effect
Brings me to the center
Of careless reflection
I am caged within myself
Eager to touch the outside
To re-imagine this contest
Of machines in some new circle
The human satellites
The race of love against momentum
My own skin warm from the memory
Of union. Let no one seek
To cover this unborn flower
Cradled in the soft earth
I dream this without madness
Leaned against the echoing wall
Where a whisper is united
With power and substance
Kings of modern freedom
These messengers shall be

K Axel (020303)