“
here we stand
licked by shadows
strong and yet scared
bound in halos
(press your lips
upon this body
pure ov flesh
robbed ov poverty)
hands outstretched
effortlessly separating
thee fool from heirophant
thee god from thee hatred
(dream long
dream ever tender, my beautiful
through fields ov gold
through fields ov perfect promise)
beyond thee dreamless
stands all thee suffering
where will will follow
chasing thee divine void ov spite
(press your lips
upon this body
pure ov flesh
robbed ov poverty)
such time shall pass
thee tears ov thee thirsty
thee cry ov thee fallen forgotten
thee precious womb void ov severity
(dream long
dream ever tender, my beautiful
through fields ov gold
through fields ov perfect promise)
Truls Espedal (b.1973, Norway)
Communion. Acrylics on canvas, 30x30 cm (2009)
Struggle II. Acrylics on canvas, 100x120 cm (2010)[more Truls Espedal | artist found at likeafieldmouse]
“Not everyone is okay with living like an open wound. But the thing about open wounds is that, well, you aren’t ignoring it. You’re healing; the fresh air can get to it. It’s honest. You aren’t hiding who you are. You aren’t rotting. People can give you advice on how to heal without scarring badly. But on the other hand there are some people who’ll feel uncomfortable around you. Some will even point and laugh. But we all have wounds.”
Warsan Shire (via laughterandhope)(Source: glittertapestry, via hot-bloodedwoman-deactivated201)
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I am the Lizard King…I can do anything!
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