Saturday, August 15, 2009

my life, i am the center of a deepening darkness,
the emptiness of infinite space.

i sit surrounded by its victims:
broken bones and beating hearts,
and lungs still breathing the heavy air.
all impersonal reflections of what has been won.

i sing dopo la vittoria as the sun sets,
mourning their loss as i praise a lord,
provider now of a feast of ashes,
burned from the figures of lovers of old.

after the victory, the darkness is whole.

1 comment:

iamyoursforever said...

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