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By Vandalarius Submitted by Vandalarius Date: 2001 Sep 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.17.23.33.5037]] |
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Can I pause on this twisting rock for just a bit to gaze upon myself? I am gilded. My somewhat somber countenance takes background to Niobe and the poor misfortune of my kings. We can smile at these poets, passive and waiting, at a later date. Tonight I just want to take pride in the feats I have accomplished. I get weary and old sometimes. The heavy years of lies and sex and greed drag my senses far away. Oh, sure, I've been broken and bloody. Has asperity and hatred kicked me in the gut? Absolutely. But right now, I am vibrant. My blood is gushing. My heart beats quickly because for now, I don't care if something spoils me! I am still alive. I have come this far. My heart is a quadriplegic but look; I am hungrier than ever before! I place myself on a pedestal and stick my hand inside my chest to pat my heart, praising it with words- "Well done, despite that burden of love." You,my love, give me reason. You are the assailant of my defeat. All my love is in you. Bravo, heart |