Dispatches from the wilds of Poetania – Ego

I am War, polishing his armour
I am Peace, dusting his mantle.
I am Love, brushing her hair
I am Hate, sharpening her nails
I am sky-fire, falling into the acid oceans of Titan
I am the irrepressible silence of the Moon
I am a thousand voiceless poets, chanting in silent harmony
I am a million squawking idiots, clamouring incessantly
I am Fate, weaving her thread
I am Chaos, knotting it
I am the personification of apathy
I am the antipathy of pathos
I am the day-star, setting
I am the night wind, howling.
I am.

How are you?

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Published in: on October 29, 2009 at 11:27 am  Comments (3)  
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3 CommentsLeave a comment

  1. Love it.

  2. Seconded!

  3. Thirded!


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