Threnody
The red leaves fall
upon the lake,
The brown leaves drift,
The yellow leaves fly with the wind,
High and swift.
The autumn nights bring
open fires,
With roasted corn,
When silver frosted grasses greet
Early morn.
I fly my kite across
the hill,
The slim string breaks,
It clashes like a cloud above
Hills and lakes.
I cannot follow, only
stand
And watch it go,
Across the far and lonely place
That airplanes know.
Russian Roulette
Andy handed me the gun.
It felt smooth and dangerous.
It made me nervous.
"Let's play a game of life or
Death." Andy suggested.
"How?" I
asked.
"Put this gun to
your head
And pull the trigger."
"Isn't that
dangerous?" I asked.
"No, not at
all."
I should have called
him a liar.
We played the game for
ten minutes.
Passing the gun back and forth.
Andy pulled the trigger.
Nothing happened.
"See? It's not dangerous at all."
I believed him.
Finally, when Andy's
turn came again,
He pulled the trigger.
He was laughing at a joke I told him.
It was the last thing I ever heard from him.
Laughter I would never
hear again.
Betrayal
The sun has betrayed
the moon
The stars have betrayed the heavens
Hell has frozen over.
In the end, all things
betray you.
Heroisim, Ideals,
Honour.
Lovers, Comrades,
Allies.
Your limbs, your eyes,
your heart.
And in the end you
betray yourself.
And that is the greatest betrayal of all.
Prayer of a False God
All are doomed to burn
Love feeds the flames
Days of endless pains
And the smoke takes each in turn.
All are doomed to rust
Time destroyes our lives
Nights cut like kives
Amd the wind carries away the dust.
All are doomed to love
Tonight brings sthe Black Tomb
Even for the most high
Even those in this room
Cannot pretend to fly
Even you
Even I
Must Die |
