suffering makes one almost autistic
with the slow killing of the fatal mistake
that delivered one to one's downfall
all the rage targeting heaven
the blasphemies nothing more
than self-hatred directed at an imagined deity
but the pain is real for the sufferer
writhing in a tangle down a frightened street
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito.
Wednesday, March 25, 2015
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