The Hawk-Eyed Blood That Trickles Down The Walls Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

The Hawk-Eyed Blood That Trickles Down The Walls



The hawk-eyed blood that trickles down the walls
that burn

with passion walls burn - then how flesh burns?

I saw the old primeval archetype in burning

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