Say I Poem by Sheridan Spence
Say I
My crimson vessel of life
Kneels plaintively on
The altar of sacrifice,
Quietly pulsating.
When deception is deceived,
Truth hesitantly permeates.
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I feel.
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You prepared my altar
Unknowingly, of course,
Decorated with love was
Your labor- lost.
When delusion is deluded,
Perception is the only truth.
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My arteries, prone and pulsing,
Are deftly severed.
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And I…
I feel.
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