Monday, December 31, 2012

The quick and the red

HATE GOES BEFORE

I brought a war,
Made up its banners;

Sipped drinks
Beneath the sun.

The Goddess knows
I fought her will:

And now I must
Be strong.

Her patient hand
Within myself,

Will wring me
but soon.

My life of sickness
Ends by quickness.

And I go a loon.











1 comment:

  1. "Friends included": This is meant to point up my hypocrisy at craving life for all only in the face of death, not as a threat to my friends.

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