Friday, January 29, 2010


I am the destroyer.
Like Shiva.
Like Trinity

One thousand times the light.
One million times the dark.
The cold compass pointing south.

I am the grind.
The day to day wearing down
Of your soul.

Call me age.
Call me job.
Call me anything you wish.

I am the destroyer of worlds.

The cold glass is frosted.
The moon pours in.
As the soul pours away…

K.J.K.  01-29-10

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