The panic in my veins is the chaos on the streets.
Repetition.My black muse.My love.
Do you fear the wolf? I do. His terrifying grace.
The news is full of menace and alarm,
The same old decadence about to receive
Its comeuppance,as the evil omens accumulate.
God help me, I live among cannibals and beasts
Who cannot control themselves,cannot stop
Doing the same things over and over,committing
The same accursed mistakes,to no purpose,
In love with their own nameless demons.
Protestant sermons and Catholic rituals
Bedevil my solitude.How we need our monsters!
Dear God, control me,control us,keep order
On earth; all this free will is killing me.
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