MORE

at once
a suffering and
a fufillment

at once
ink and psint
and canvas
and wood

but
also blood

fast raw red arterial
but black where
death has
already infested

out in the heat, the cold,
across every extreme
I see you slaving
trying to bring
to state of
truth and beauty.
some murderous,
killing idea

there where the ice is
point at which
some
gas freezes, there
where flame can
easily smelt steel

maybe you should shred
smash crush
all that tortured you,
so altered you
by way of
acceptance and repentance

but she, the Muse,
has got her sting and fangs
and claws
deep into you

tells you
there is more, you
                         know there
is
    still more

Published by Damian Garside