to win, it requires much suffering.
i believe winning to be multi-definitial.
a job given all to complete ~ winning.
and no bones about it ~ always it is for the win.
Sprints today at the barely visible hour. My little bird is caged all day and forced to flutter her plumage INdoors, all cooped up and cage-ed like.
so, with my luck and her lack of sunlight, it would have been sacrilige to wimp out on the suffering demanded.
that much pain was not wanted today.
when thinking cellulars burst,
esctatic, maddening death howls
sing out with each rupture.
life force sunk so low and heavy,
a brittle, hail mary
of a leg throw,
for one last stroke
towards a thinly painted fade of a line.
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Wednesday, January 04, 2006