Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Emergence

I bit injecting venom
I flew to guide the talon

But I did not view

I grew for sheer dominance
I hit to feed my nascence

But I did not view

And now

Now I confuse
now I accrue

The damage in my view

I confess what I can't see
shaped and escaped

From what I used to be

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

There is beauty and goodness in evrything. Even my most horrible moments gave rise to the most valued ones.

Lorne Roberts said...

i confess what i used to be

so that i might clearly see.

rcblpt (is the word verification, and it rhymes)