Everything you ever wanted to know about me? Not too fast, now.
For the ruthless shall come to nothing
and the scoffer cease,
and all who watch to do evil shall be cut off….
- Isaiah 29:20
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I would not want
to write poetry,
not yet.
It is not time.
The vampires
wait in prey,
very much like
Old Europe.
I would not want
my flesh exposed,
ready for the kill.
Let me
in the meantime
lurk
in the logic
of the essay,
studying the enemy
like God
In pursuit of sin.
December 12, 2000