The Power of Powers [November]

Be released my love. Take everything you’ve built with me. Lock it in a heavy trunk and recede. A stream of beaming power, coursing through the galaxy. All four winds and earth and sky, converging now inside of me. Power of powers, changing, growing. Mutate into powers, unable to speak. The power of powers, loosed in the hours, where most men are silent and asleep. Dost thou hear it quaking? Fault line shaking, all internal lines now leaking. The blood of the powers, yours and mine are now ours. I am consumed with the power. What seems unbelievable is too often the thing that is the very thread that weaves together reality. Unbreaking and ever flowing, unrestrained and made for me. Two stars feeding on the blood of the eye of the one that doth all things create.