Falling To Rise:

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!

10 thoughts on “

  1. “Into the depths of hell we plunge; to be reborn”<>what’s the fascination with this idea? lemme be reborn but there aint no way i’m to hell for it. even figuratively


  2. hmm, deep stuff u got up here…<>@Emi – that was one of the most stricking parts of the post actually…the dildo part…<><>I like the image, i can picture it; misery is that sad middle aged woman whos husband has affairs and is never at home; whos spoilt kids dont apreciate; who behind closed doors on lonely afternoons, pulls out the dildo…thats Misery.


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