Misery has a name:
Misery has a face:
Misery has an address:
Misery has a dildo.
If in the widening gyre the falconer loses his falcon
Then in our spirited mirthfulness we have lost all mirth
Into the depths of hell we plunge; to be reborn
Entering the sun, ubiquitous, standing alone
The life of every man,once paid, has a price
That without vice or malice he live free
“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness“
Said a people to a tyrant king in ’76.
On a warm July Philadelphia day.
The best of us is to come, unrelenting and debauched.
Rising like a phoenix out of its ashes to a new life
Unabetted. Unforgiving. Inconsolable.
So, for now we slumber, grizzly like-
But awake like the voracious Pterodactyl of old, to consume and live again!