the gulliver petal story

posts shouldnt be so very long,
else they could go quite madly wrong;

'something stupids' playing in the background
handphone beeping makes me frown.

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i miss liulong. God please raise him up to be a leader, who encounters you and swings people around him toward you! For your sake O God, please do it.
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petal

the quiet petal trembling, shivers
in the windy soft rain showers.
raises its small face toward pale skies
drinking in cool autumn vapours.
but when the petals drop their guise
and curl into dry flakes, brown papers
it seems the story always was:
torrents burst upon a bed of lies.
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GulliverTheyCrucified

Gulliver was a second Christ,
crucified-
by millions of small hammering people
nibbling their threads of burdens
wheedling to pin them down
on a bigger being.

and succeeding, some walked over him
half-blind to the bloodied carpet of pins
stashed voodoo-like into flesh;
pins bearing their own initials.

yet others wept over him,
the purple punctured wounds
and when they awoke from their mourning
found themselves riding, on his shoulder,
a living resurrection of a willing compulsion.
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"a bundle of stories interested in stories, that's what human beings are."