BeA Poem by j. w. lodwickI fly on diamonds; we dance in azure seas,
and float within the wraith of another, we, ask of the demon to allow our sacrifice “ah! Take my soul;” sip from the glass, give, give, give to the dragon; he’s hungry, and they form lines— like sacrificial séances o’er time, I now repeat all my lines,
fall before noon; and sip from the sea of… gold! I am not impossible; you are just judgment’s beast, like them—you will see and all men will loathe you. Be! Be! © 2009 j. w. lodwick |
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Added on September 17, 2009Authorj. w. lodwickBellevue, WAAboutWrite to live another day... Creation is the cross I bare... View my photography more..Writing
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