i Alone,
soft by the wood's fumed-hush, down-cuddle in a maze of myself
& feel a sharp sadness crawl into form
& fast-feel the pain that springs into life...
Out from a thousand ol'demons at play
At Once!
Now shouting the lea into standing
At Once!
Their applause is a silence i strive to relieve
( if only the wind would help me )
Now cower - Or glance back strong into thought,
These that've made good monsters of us all...
There will be a time for standing,
My Standing! - At Once!
Immaculate I
alone.
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