Losing My Religion

Losing My Religion
(November 22, 2011)

It has fallen off of my wrist
Like a golden bracelet
Inscribed with many promises
Incantations and spells
Hindering my existence
Clouding my sight, stifling my vision
Distorting my sense of smell, Disfiguring
And the hexed golden bracelet
Has fallen
It hits the marble floor like
A hammer on a chisel
All motion is still
Only the movement of the falling thing
Descending through the air with the sound of 
Broken, falling chains
Ripping through the air gently
Shattering on the floor, Defeated
I have lost my religion

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