The Tyrant That Taunts Me
September 13, 2007
away!
windward mind
mephistophelian aim
at each thought of you
such obeisance
undeserving
lost in ever
dead and undying
trembling leaves
frozen time
blistering cold
drapes hang half an inch
wrong
flustered looks
silent is he
hold your breath
don’t say
shift a glance
sink low
he can’t see
damit
found
unleashed hell in his eyes
the sanctity of waves
disrupted
unkind jargonistic fool
yet to humble myself
ascend the mountain
pass though the arch
fall to the grass
release the lake that engulfs me
let the sand sift
I follow flawed etiquette
that i am stringently imbued with
chains will fall
the spell will lift
i will be my own