By it dosent matter
Date: 2002 Aug 18
Comment on this Work
[[2002.08.18.23.31.16446]]

of rage

what do i know of love
in wilder fantasy i let fly my rage
slam both feet to dusty ground
reach for my height plus
with lightning bolt and thunder
would i lash all about
in destruction grand
pour the rain to scour what's left
crack the ground to let roar
magma rich in heated breath
an reshape all that's left
in testament to my wrath
yet even here with my rage so fresh
i find in mountains i would create
her face
sculpted beautiful
as before