Poem

 

I was at work deep in admission mundanity (yes I know that was not a word, it is now) when suddenly this poem dropped into my thoughts. It was completely unbidden, I have no idea where it came from. It's dark which I find a bit odd because I've been (surprisingly) light hearted this past week; I have been watching a lot of Game of Thrones though so perhaps that was inspiration enough to my subconscious. Anyways here it is...

Sunlight drips with topaz poison

Shards of fire beneath white snow

No idle threat will be forgiven

No tiny breath can be let go

 

Oh Earth this madness, how did we get here

When did our heaven become hell
I'd sell my soul to know this answer
but Time's great secret it will not tell




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