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