Metaphysical Filibuster

 

Prayer to an unknown god

 

Dear word:

Now I lay me down to fly

I hope that rainbows never die

If I should cry before i wake

I'll leave the image that i make

The mirage explodes- mingles hope with the rain

Sleep becomes bondage like rope in my veins

But while my weapons are pure- so is my pain.

Kyrie Elieson

Kyrie Elieson

Kyrie Elieson

A man.

 

August 1986

Anthony Foster