divine combustion

the moon
looks
like the crescents
of blood
pooling
in my palms
as anxiety
clenches
my hand
in her loving
embrace

the angelic host
sings
hallelujah
as the spots
grow
to encompass
my vision
like celluloid
burning
in frames
of divine combustion

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