His Eyes by Christopher A. Lane
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from his eyes
another sun
twin fires burning
his feet
blaze, consuming the moon
there is blood
in the sky
and he stands
swallowing time and space
rending the heavens
with his tongue
words
a voice that thunders
penetrating

flesh and marrow
the stars run away
and the children of earth
weep
for now
they understand

 
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