Monday, August 30, 2004

Tight-ropes

I dance with the Devil.
My head spins and I grow faint.
The evil swells within me
And the weak shall receive the burden
       Of my wrath!

I commiserate for those who have fallen before me
And I commune with the Devil for I am stronger than He!
The Others were eatten, devoured by their lack of connivery
And here I feed. I eat with the Devil yet he devours me.

My anger lashes out! The Devil hides my fear.
My skin crawls. The Devil shows my muscles rippling.
I shall weep! The Devil gives me no tears.
I break. And the Devil smiles for He is stronger than Me.

-DM 8/30/04

我做了成交。