Tag: belief
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Labyrinth
I wrote this poem to explore cycles of faith, decay, and capitalism through the intertwined imagery of fungi and myth, reflecting on how belief systems can entrap as much as they sustain. Walpurgis night, and rings of fire,Saints never found the witch’s grot;Crooked, consumed, circular choir,Not barren bares, but cravats on corpse.—Yet they didn’t dance…
The Barbaric Yawp 