I have just felt
the blow
that a god feels
when he is first returned
to mortality
not to say I am,
or ever was,
a god
but I do mean to say
I was powerful,
strong,
impenetrable even,
and I have now been hit
with the force of a hurricane
across the newly soft
and vulnerable
cheeks of my
face
I had risen so far,
in my mind,
but I was worse
than ever
as I’ve found
out
now,
I am sick with it
the return to humanity
the plummet to vulnerability
the paralyses of that first
strike
I am a titan no more
and yet I never was
but this fall back to normality
is like the death of someone
I only realized I hated
after his grave
had been spat on
by so many
of his former
friends
Oct 17, 2010
Oct 17, 2010 at 2:43 PM UTC
I have just felt
the blow
that a god feels
when he is first returned
to mortality
not to say I am,
or ever was,
a god
but I do mean to say
I was powerful,
strong,
impenetrable even,
and I have now been hit
with the force of a hurricane
across the newly soft
and vulnerable
cheeks of my
face
I had risen so far,
in my mind,
but I was worse
than ever
as I’ve found
out
now,
I am sick with it
the return to humanity
the plummet to vulnerability
the paralyses of that first
strike
I am a titan no more
and yet I never was
but this fall back to normality
is like the death of someone
I only realized I hated
after his grave
had been spat on
by so many
of his former
friends
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