A ticket to meaningful
& the detour
if anything to drain you
your love of darkness
after
as I have so often claimed
that damp w/silver in the veins
taken away in the crash of waves
or flames
redoubtable
in pieces gravitate toward
what likewise reflected
a borrowed poise
transformed as I would be
something other than the time it
takes
only the tender caress of annihilation
can take the guesswork out of mercy