Bricks and bones

James Long
Nov 16, 2024
1 min read

Updated: Nov 17, 2024

Poems merely

hands outstretched

towards divinity

hanging laurels on blood and beauty

Cathedrals to memories

Epitaphs for another time

That once upon a time

The gods walked here

and breathed life

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