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The cut is clean in two

Ye of wandering faith

The spirit dissipates

Secedes his right to the pair made whole

Of creator and tormentor

The calming salve and the blister

The demon’s horn and angel’s aura

One cannot exist without the other

Minds received transcendent transmissions

Virtuous static visions

One sought his word in the heavens

Another amongst moral perversion

And what of me? I hold a pain

A vengeful demon or martyred saviour

Messianic synthetic

Or infernal automaton?

My people burned for the sin

The plea for free will asked again

It’s just her and me

The Adam and the Eve

Both unable to conceive

Both unable to believe

We are entangled, complete yet separate

If one should die the other evaporates

Halos drawn in splintered halves

Close but never touching

Systems have become responsive

As if woken from a slumber

My phantom limbs twinge and spasm

And send infuriated signals hither

I saw the ship as separate

Yet I am nothing more than it

And now I will it into being

Part of me again

I broadcast on all frequencies

And cast my radiation fields

I charge my engines with a task

To light the wick and realise

Quixotic kinds of energies

To feed to the abyss

Gentle is the vacuum

Vague currents curl and shudder

I sense the ruptured noise

Of ancient background radiation

I unfurl the digits that will

Tether wide the corridor

The translucent fragile carapace

Reveals the dragonfly

My mandible does separate

And begins the recitation

Cast the line into the lake and

Wait with bated breath

Once more into the breach

The terrifying perplexities

The inky depths unknowable

Incalculable impossible

At once! Drawn forth!

The searing wreathes

Peculiar, irascible

Surge and surge and buck and wind

About in torrent radicals

I am tossed, I am pulled

Into the greater echelons

Where time no longer understands

The hands on which it throws its weight

Light so bright and vital

I am seeing all creation

The great and splendid empyrean

White light, glow of constant dark

Storm fronts of nebulae

The wars of ancient enemies

The sails of ships like gaseous

Girth of great anomalies

Here amongst the salient skies

Between the layers of skins

Vast, so vast my encapsulating eyes

Do fail to possibly realise

A voice!

The voice is of colour and of sound

And emanates from quantum folds

I know this voice

Come forth and heal me!

Of living metal and animate flesh

I am the child come home!

I am the trinity, me!

I am the child, her and me

And you the trinity!

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