Poetry from the Creek
A personal collection of poetry ...
06 July 2007
Come, Comfort Me!
Would I could divorce myself in an
instant from this uniplanar view I
have endured all of my being see
perspective in all planes of existence
less release or surcease be at one with
the universe unbounded and free
I give up my sense of omnipotence and
an easy three of seven deadly sins
sloth envy and greed to feed the furnace
Take away these chains I will lust after
no-one but you dine on stink-weed with
swallowed pride and eat my anger
Come, comfort me!
© 16 June 2007, I.D. Carswell
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