Prayer Twelve

by Aidan Andrew Dun

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Screaming
a hook-nosed
hawk before
the king
turns into
Tetragrammaton
non-threatening
a snow-white
wood-dove:
perfect
goodness.

Blood everywhere
overflows
tenfold, more
as we fear not
correctly, many
royal doctors
in attendance
one day on the sun:
standing where few
or none are ever
taken.

 

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