Sunday, January 24, 2010


This is for you
This is time cut loose charging to infinity
This is rain on a tin roof beating out the syllables of your name
These things will speak to you
They have no choice
It will be so

This is for you
This is my heart knot
The bleeding is done
Siphoned off, clamped
This is not a love poem
You cannot be loved
By me

This is for you
This is the eulogy
The grand epiphany
The Demi-gods have fallen
Chaos in the streets
This is the conquering hand of my revolution

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