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deliverance

in this cruel biology

religion spills between synapses

conversant release of sensational divinity

we cross the bridges of ourselves

speak in the spaces between

scribe being into our minds

all for the devastation of 

stringing it all together

we end at our fingertips

catch reason in our 

loom of nerve 

the body

remembers

it is the reason

why your touch sings

why their fingers sting

why my blood boils

skin is finite 

soul is forever

flesh keeps us together 

piecemeal salvaged

taken to the temple between ribs

we are servants of translation 

never vessels of inertia 

change flavors our lifeblood

hence why the thirsty always bleeds

for the body demands it

open your mind 

you will not

recognize yourself

if you do not 

take yourself apart

and make peace 

with the 

terror

that

we

are

all

the

same



Ray Hoo is a 20-year-old Singaporean creator who is not afraid to dive deep.

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