First, you die to the world, and then
First, you die to the world, and then
the world dies
October burns
In a dark time, dark things gather,
want notice, die by recognition:
this one loves the fur that lines a leather coat
a woman gave me, long ago, for my glory, for the cold;
let the coat burn:
this world-wound oozes hustlers and hookers,
who snatch like a wolf, beg left and right, behind, before.
Who lives and dies upright, like a man?
Goddess of the evening, dressed like sunlight,
Goddess of the morning, dressed like rainbows,
carve like a pie, in slices, knife that knows your empty places,
beg of her latest, mercy on your soul -
let the coat burn
I've fought my worst battle in the valley of the shadow
I've done my hardest waiting by the bank of this river
I spend my time watching for the coming of the Horseman
let the world burn
poem by John Libertus
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