Thursday 30 August 2012

August Resolve


I will not let August destroy me
You can keep the reins
You can hold the aces
You can bury the hatchet with your black beast
I will not feast on these sorrows

I will not let August drag me down
You have a basement filled with tendrils
From which you suspend your captives
They twitch like antennae before a storm
I must inform you I will not be hoist among them

I will not let August wear me down
I will outpace the calendar
Page by page I will outface the season
You can pass the baton to September
I will remember, but I will not regress

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