Saturday, September 20, 2008

I'm a biter and a writer

I still write stuff other than bombastic blog posts littered with sarcasm. An original piece written some point over the summer, feel free to leave comments:

Janus at the pond

Some things are meant more than others
like rainfall: truth is measured in inches
What is left is rarely worth mentioning

After discovering myself I
wondered whose self the other face is
and which one I preferred?--my reflection

Cannot lay claim to me unless I fall
headfirst into this pool and choke to death
in which case we both lose

So I will greet you as you are, the destroyer
come to offer yourself as prodigal inheritance
liminal gift of impending bereavement.

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