Wednesday, February 21, 2007

My Lord Sith (Nonsite)*

~ for JG

The dreams began in which I could fix
The mechanisms of life
As easily as I could machines
Through time forever to play
A song to the arrangement
Of real things

It was obvious when one could read
Between the lines a sword
Of fire I *must* obey
My master less a day
I was born
As billions are I did

Not immediately imagine
When we were between
Casting him about the shop
Like a sack of meal
I go now to meet my destiny
I think about being ordered to sit on my hands

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