whenever I felt pain I imagined that I was one step closer
to finding my lover again
I had completed the tasks of patience
self-denial and self-punishment
earned him this way
but what had I really done?
given up a demigod of poetry
let myself by fucked by hell himself
were those things enough?
still, I told myself, I will keep trying
until I am too old to want to be immortal
2 comments:
I'd show up and do it if your window wasn't so far away.
Plus, I'd need it on CD. Lol
next time when you feel so just close your eyes and see my playing outside the window
ARJUN MS
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