Friday, March 25, 2016

ALL OF HIS GREATEST ACHIEVEMENTS WERE STORIES

Eventually,
inevitably
ruin visits beauty—

pale Death comes,
takes what
he wants

and spits
back at you
what lean shreds

are left—and then,
after that

happens, all you
can manage
to do is

wake up—
and look

around, bug-eyed
dumb-

struck
and amazed

at just
how much—more terrifying

the real thing—is 
than the daydream.

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