4 Ik
White Self-Existing Wind
Many a past Love had
passed over me
Those I thought true
became truly false
I lost all my Loves
in Loss untimely
To Lust’s illusory
three-quartered Waltz
Terrified of
Solitude
Friendship I sought
with purloined Emotion
Grief and Misery
rendered me numb
Grandiose,
aggressive, and rude---
I starved and
thirsted at Fate’s great Banquet
Refusing to learn or
earn my Share
Finally abandoned by
all who knew me
I gave myself up to
Insanity
“Take me,” I prayed
to a God unknown
“Release me from
Hell on Earth.”
In Desperation then
I found
A Bridge of Sighs
over the River of Life---
Part of me died---the Fear and the Pride
As a Newborn, I
crossed the Bridge---
When I
reached the other Side
I perceived a Meal
most strange!
The Fare was
unpleasant, not easy to swallow
It stuck in my
Throat but nourished my Soul
Compelled to eat
without knowing why
I had Breakfast of
Crow and a large Humble Pie.
©Kleomichele Leeds
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