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Leashed
Teeth around the knuckle,
The terrible taste of freedom, lost,
Highlights in the dark corners of my life.
Do even the good,
forget good?
Teeth around the knuckle,
The terrible taste of freedom, lost,
Highlights in the dark corners of my life.
Do even the good,
forget good?
Last Thoughts
Are like last rites and the last word. Enjoyed the teeth/knuckle image. ~A~
We compare based on what we
We compare based on what we know, of course. This is indeed about the closing of thought.
And rather frightening the
And rather frightening the concept is, and the poem presents it do dramatically.
Starward-Led [in Chrismation, Januarius]