By Way of Truce

By Way of Truce

A Poem by Leah

Vying the Pursuit,
Of Lavish Stakes.
Loving the Mistake,
Of Leaving Pilate.

Escargot,
A Cunning Way,
For Snails to Slither,
Savour The Mechanic,
Preacher of Dreams.

Forbade thy Law,
Did I not?
Forgiven by Way,
Living Pleasure of His.

Scrying for Truce,
Have you gone insane?
Epileptic's Bane,
By way of Truth.

Surely 'tis a heresy?
A Noun of Surmise?
Perplexed be naught!
Niet 'tis Truce be Known.

Sweet Swedish,
Lovely Armenian,
Lowly Abrahamic,
Humiliated Nazarite.

How lovely,
How sourish,
How vexing,
How.... Obvious.

Obviously Obscure,
Yet still,
So Real,
Do come, slothly so.

Be Known.
For Heresy's Sake.
Be spit upon,
So thus....

Be alive, please.
Survive to Love.
Love to Survive.
Would you naught seize?


-Leah

© 2012 Leah


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Leah
Leah

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