I

I am invisible, mostly
I am only percieved as flesh
the
shadow 
holds the cloud of my potential
holds the hands of time 
holds my dreams
beckons
encourages
calls me to action with a
thunderous peal but
it never does the work for me

Cloudy master
sexless voice of power
guide me
into the bleeding jaws of life
say yes
yes
find your way through the
animus of eternity.
creation
will not wait

Published by Dan Silva

I am The Jonkeler.

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