to drink and to drown in.
We are the only creatures
to know and deny the desiccating truth
that we are Death,
heart-wizened, face-painted
bedizened destroyers.
(Nor is truth a reversible raincoat.)
Dingo the Dissident
THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker since February 2008.
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2 comments:
Very fine, Se~nor. If only destruction wasn't an aphrodisiac for us.
...or an addictive, energising, demoralising behaviour, like gambling - but much, much worse.
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