Thursday, March 22, 2012

Son of the Morning Star

Maybe the man
In the downward
Spiral likes it.
Maybe he can't

Help liking it.
The wind feels grand,
And the ground feels

He would prefer
To fall forever,
And he does dream
Of flying up

Out of it, free,
Redemption, but
He likes falling.

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