Monday, September 9, 2013


My Liege! You demand
so much of your life and mine
as if you had rights
to my soul, to strip
me down to gray stripes and sand
as if I might flee,
as if it's today
that you found out what I'm like.
That's just not the case
nor am I at peace
nor willing to tell you lies
of this, my last stand.

August 14, 2010 10:08 PM
Reworked September 9, 2013 7:30 AM

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