Filed under: — Bravus @ 10:41 am

It seeps in, you know?
You think you’ve sealed it
With silicone and prayer
And clenched idolatry of text

But at the edges
And the heart
Something new
(Yet nothing’s new at all)
Erodes, perhaps corrupts or
Anyway, intrudes

Too full, perhaps, of meaning
Power, ritual, belief
The ions float, and
Membranes thought impermeable
Were semi after all

This undesired osmosis
Slips in life

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