Winter Pale Temple

You worship on your bleeding knees,

an unholy Deity.

Open your mouth, and receive

the cold breath below reprieve–

the cold breath of self-righteousness.

And pass it on, to impress

all the winter pale people;

together build a steeple

supported by inflamed egos.


Know you can’t go where we go,


























10 thoughts on “Winter Pale Temple

  1. You have inspired me!! but of course you would I mean its you after all!!! XOXO!! You want to see peace baby look right inside of your own heart its where I find mine every day! ❤ ❤ ❤

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