HEALING
Your words run down my throat, dissolving my shame. The obscured, the denied, the unspeakable. The taste of the wine of the bitter truth. The corrosive words. I’m choking. Your weakness, my rescue.
Art series, photography, photo, art, Tina Langenbach, projection, varberg, halland, sweden, sverige
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Healing

Devouring angels

Feeding on my bleeding heart

Removes the diseased flesh

Erodes me from inside

 

Silent screams

Finds resonance in the void

Like the emptiness inside a bell

Calling for change

                      ~

 

Supplement: Ezekiel 36:26

Healing

Devouring angels

Feeding on my bleeding heart

Removes the diseased flesh

Erodes me from inside

 

Silent screams

Finds resonance in the void

Like the emptiness inside a bell

Calling for change

~

 

Supplement: Ezekiel 36:26