Saturday, February 08, 2003

"Integrity"
a lament by Myrna Perez

It is a flame, a torch
I hold
Out to the gale:
The blackness whirls
In a maddening dance.
Extinguishment its only desire
Longing to consume,
Void.

My fire, my light
It is my belief
My character, all that is me.
I cannot hold it close
Secure, beyond the touch
Of wind and hate.
For then I burn,
Light fades
and ember scars
My skin.

The world blazes
I release the torch
upon it, its filth
Ignited: as teeth into
Moldering flesh
And all is torn clean.
It is not enough
Layers build, resists:
All of me is nothing.

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