the prince of pessimism

June 24, 2013 § Leave a comment

he bears
the imprint
of the misbegotten

the mark
glowing in the middle of his
fret trenched brow
drawing the easily lost
unto him

when he speaks
his words, a weir in
the river of enlightenment,
trap inspirational
interpretation

the only ones to understand
are those like himself
or those
who will be

as his floodplain
expands
layer upon layer
of discharged,
twisted souls

grow
thick on
the path,
pile dark
in the delta of suffering

(c) 2013 Fred Whitehead

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