Carry your sack to hell
not even a morsel of memory should languish
A solitary splinter of good
still goes punished.
Lower your eyes in subservience,
but that's unwise
with those burning pyres
of sandals, discarded
least any man secretly merited wings
Feb 1, 2016
Feb 1, 2016 at 4:40 PM UTC
Carry your sack to hell
not even a morsel of memory should languish
A solitary splinter of good
still goes punished.
Lower your eyes in subservience,
but that's unwise
with those burning pyres
of sandals, discarded
least any man secretly merited wings
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