Guile’s Subtle Creature – Pain and Fear are my defenders

“Full of wiles, full of guile, 
at all times, in all ways, 
Are the children of Men”
Aristophanes

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Free me from guile’s subtle creature of passions hateful exile

The allies to my rescue will come quick as the dawn and just as sure

Wrest me from the chained facade of my minds deceitful succubus

Burdened with feigned troubles provoked like mist from the crashing waves

What guards me from the charms of a women not so innocent

Fear and Pain lead me away from this captor with the demise of dreams

Teach me my dear brothers with your wisdom gleaned from eagles sight

Deliver me from the lies and deceit that hate has born on its wings

Also published in Broowaha Citizen Magazine

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Build on the Carcass – The death of one is the birth of another

 “With my ninth mind I resurrect my first
and dance slow to the music of my soul made new.” 

 – Aberjhani, Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black 

“Only after disaster can we be resurrected.” – Chuck Palahniuk, Fight Club  

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I crawl on the floor, a wet blanket of affection, cold in the after thought, wrapped tightly around my face. Looking up through the swirl of dark and gray smoke, I catch the glimpse of fiery tongues consuming my reputation. No loss, this consumption of smokey history, what was built before can be built again, with improvements not considered before. The demise of one dream is the birth of another and dwelling on sentimentality isn’t an option. Crawl now my shattered bones of the present, know that shortly you’ll be born again on the carcass of this ashed life.