David Kowalczyk - Wolf Moon Dreams

Countless years of
lard and shadows wrestle
to shed the lies that blind.


Ogres bursting with
unspeakable sins, fiends
pulsing with audacious crimes.


Quasimodo's children are praying
in the shyest of whispers.
Not for forgiveness,
but acceptance.

David Kowalczyk

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