Not by
passing you through
the slush of your darker whirl
But, Slowly
Anti-gravitating
against your twitching pull
I drilled a pass
into your
Gravitational stronghold
And
I let a streak of light
take
A new sprout –
Muezzin to my freedom
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A slightly enigmatic but compelling piece.