Wednesday, June 18, 2008
3:31 PM
What a paradox is this life i live!
Where 'tis in the capacity of a Man
To Hate,
'Tis equal power to Love!
The very opposites dance afore my eyes,
Like glittering stars that fell from
The behemoth of heaven.
A crudish waltz, of sorts.
How, forth from the flames of
A raging, careless Anger,
Inflammed with reasonless passion,
Can Concern, unconcernedly, emerge?
Why, Unheard of!
Almost, like spewing water from a brazier!
Or mining gold from tender, woven silk!
Absurdity and profound jest!
For know that, even as i say't.
Pity the fool who earns my enmity,
For his dismay will come upon him swift and hard,
And end not the sooner.
But even so,
My love, to whomever it may so be laid upon,
Will kiss with passion so soft, and yet so wild,
Seemingly infinte in all possibilities.
Perhaps there the similarities lie?
In the difference??
On tip-toes,
A piroutte.
Romulus Demonicus
ravens
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RAVENS
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