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at the ankle of dismal failure

the teeth of self loathing like to feast

clever public language

and generous gifts of wit and word

veil of pervasive flow

so carefully hidden from common view

even from me

its near frightening to learn

that I've always lived so

very far below my above self

self detestment  so ingrained

and conditioned

struck me so strongly

broad soul

just 20 odd hours ago

a subtle self abuse I have endured

and even fostered no doubt

outside influences seeded this

crippling trend

piled up years worth

aimed at my growing stage so long ago

before yet discovered patterns formed

and I have ignorantly prowled such

limited confines

captive to my own darkness

a caged animal

hostage to my own worst negatives

ere hound to my own self made hell

a pinnacle of sorts I have bumped into

I couldn't sleep

for having awaken finally

to my own alarm

such viciousness

I timidly stared back into and saw

such pain and frailty

I own that pain

I walked with that frailty in me for

so long

I wore the chains

even when I took rightful ownership

of the keys

this 'Meal Of Fury'

so pointless and self directed

I must digest

in the new light of self knowledge

the darkness slowly backs off...........

(written April 27, 2002 4am)