Modern Saints [Relinquish]A Poem by Thomas Emile VaughenDo not open... no, seriously, don't! Go read something else you nosy miscreant!
I seen you ain't no white robes man,
contrary with your baseball cap... but you still got a hella holy beard, burning bush, prophetic speech Tongue of weakness and darkness wagging with a scripture Knew it to be human, to walk through the storm, and pick a chosen few to disseminate the message Eucharist in the apartment on the 4th floor with the drugs and the not much of anything Hear me out, through the distortion; peace unto the populace Love redeems
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Added on February 15, 2022 Last Updated on February 15, 2022 AuthorThomas Emile VaughenFloating around the north of England, United KingdomAboutSometimes I make myself a coffee, pop on the internet and write stuff. Read at your *peril*. Can be found on Substack [https://thomasemilevaughen.substack.com] or Bluesky [@cperil.bsky.soci.. more.. |

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