Tuesday, November 16, 2010


"Forget the screeching
and come to a hault

I'm sick of your games
and tired of your whims
and fancies or so called

Selfish? perhaps I am
so what?
then would you love me
more or less if I
were not I?

excuses...you know
Never mind, my friend

In the end you will
witness my vindication,"

he says

before the fall...