November 08, 2007
Evil Isn't All That Bad
today
the wise
ones asked
me how
I used
the blaze
the fire
the heat
of rage
I have
at the
sight of
all of
what is
happening
and
what has
happened
and
what is
going to happen
and
what is not
going to happen
because
unexpressed
my body
aches with
every blow
I have not dealt
instead withheld
I am again
awakened
to the
shock
of truth
destruction is
essential to
the pulse of life
the polar field
for it's in
the wresting
roiling space
between creation
and destruction
that possibilities
spill forth
and thus inspired
I write poem
called evil
isn't all
that bad.
Photo note: The cosmos before a greater structure, light and dark, rife with triangles -- it must be a metaphorophoto