Tuesday, March 22, 2016

love means nothing where there is no love

it doesn't save

it doesn't triumph

it just seeps out of our wounds

as the cold comfort

all sacred texts exalt and soothes only ourselves

in the moment of wounding

like begets like and that is hard to surmount

unless you try to become the Law

by breaking it and there is the most dangerous part

of your ongoing journey

there everything fallen will pile up at your feet

and you'd need that superhuman strength to ascend

to be love itself where there is none

Content (c) 2008-2016 Philip Milito.

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