hr_giger_li_iArt By: Hans Rudolf Giger

My words

Are preserved

On declaration

Acidulous suppositions

That given

An adequate supply

Of oxygen

Would invalidate



An apology

Does not

Amnesia provide

This wreckage

Between us

Charred lips

And evicted hearts

Cannot be restored

To a state

That predates war


We have spoken

In the name

Of a vengeance

Cruelly disguised

By our egos

As justice

We are guilty


Given to the inferno

Of fugitive stimuli


A reading of the above poem


You will be happy to know this is fictional I haven’t been involved in any conflicts. I am hoping this peaceful streak continues! That said I am moody and impulsive so sometimes I have to give myself time outs