Fate

July 23, 2013

Fate in a long black dress with a golden noose

Around its neck. Fate with piercing blue eyes

And tainted lips. Fate is human but godly,

With other-worldly inspiration and cosmic consciousness.

Fate wanders in the darkness among us but

Fate’s heart does not quicken with fear, does not

Hasten with anticipation. Fate is both hope

And misery, luminosity and wretchedness,

Revelation and obscurity.

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