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Thursday, April 14, 2011


by Raymond Keen

Desire had opened him
To what he really was.
Once a piece of his soul,
Now a glittering demon
Swirling in furious circles
Around what he was not,
Looping and diving in wild ellipses,
Infects what he could or might become.
Although his desire contains the
Ever-moving demon inside him,
It can offer no resting place.
And he grows afraid of his desire.

1 comment:

  1. This interesting poem reminds me of a quote from Frank Herbert's book, "Chapterhouse: Dune." He writes, "Paired opposites define your longings and those longings imprison you."