Friday, February 28, 2014


I pity my flesh
contaminated with this broken mind
would that I could set it free
send it on to run and laugh and drink and fuck
while my mind gasps its last putrid breaths alone

But my flesh is doomed to walk with this burden
my body a slave to this endeavor
this journey that lies ahead
we must both seek out together

Could it be too much to hope
that my body might some day forgive
the sins my mind commits against it
could they which have grown
into such cold strangers
find forgiveness in healing

Or, when body and mind
have finally joined once more
perhaps my flesh will seek revenge
and slay me on the very eve of my salvation.