The exasperated sigh upon our Savior
who couldn’t save himself, time hulls out
every reason and season,
The exasperated sigh upon our Savior
who couldn’t save himself, time hulls out
every reason and season,
Two people clinging together like bacteria in
a diverging cell, sixty years of experimental co-existence,
Herding Cretan milk goats and chanting Greek verses to poly gods, writers ascribe to the pastoral hymns of sorrow where time’s the thief...