Louis Cecile

Rookie - 2 Points (London)

Dark Ablution


Translucent movement
What can you see?
Enveloping the city, death and misery
Sub zero reveals your breath
Something in the air to ponder who will die next

Desire takes form
Yet nothing you can see
Though at the end there is a sensation
A cloud gathers releasing precipitation

The storm passes over for those of a colour
They see a new chosen race
The summoner watches hoping for his kind to embrace

Gentle movement, soft is the touch
When victims are seen
They enter the never-ending dream
Hardened and violent
What once was soft now juxtaposed
Though continuous its flow

Crystallisation
Reflects
Becomes blinding
Awake for penetration
Ablution for dark salvation

Entombed the remains of life
Condense an aura of suspense
Nothing can circumvent
It will not relent
Condensation, a revelation
The process starts once again

Submitted: Saturday, October 15, 2011
Edited: Saturday, October 15, 2011

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  • Rookie - 177 Points Kristen Brown (10/18/2011 1:41:00 PM)

    I may or may not be reading too much into this.

    It sounds like you're referring to the process of life and death.
    We all inevitably die, at some point or another. Whether we like it or not.

    'Ablution for dark salvation' for some reason that line made me think of the realm of purgatory.
    That was before I looked up the meaning for Ablution.
    With that in mind, it sounds like the process of passing on and having judgement passed on us. Being judged for our sins and accepting salvation.

    Your thoughts? (Report) Reply

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