August 2011
1 post
Specter
Standing there luminous and proud, emboldened by the minds of millions
I decry it a myth, a folly, an aberration of reason
It laughs dismissively, assured of the security of it’s existence
Non-corporeal, but no less real it stretches forth its hand and ensnares legions
The world turns on its whims
The intransigent exalt it
The weak clamor to it’s stronghold
The melancholy long...
