Born
screaming leg kicking...
Against loving, Against!
Still we're lovers? we're STILL...
Just before he fell,
(after a kick from God...
He realised he had aged
significantly...
To swallow a shadow is to swallow a companion
to relinquish all care to those bowels of despair...
This rose demands no favour from my heart
Toils daily, yet finds no fault in me...
After many moons had passed
many suns burnt his earlobes...
Sitting on a hill
naked and proud...
Clouds
judgement...
Winter is coming
Such war, sex, deceit, much death...
Perhaps by chance, an ode or utterance escapes
only to desecrate upon a good idea...
When he cleared his throat
many people drowned...