Invasion Poem by Alfred Lichtenstein

Invasion



Decline already--
But that was quick...
Hardly a trace of rising--
I have grown above the whole world.
I have become the complete God
And horribly awake.
And now I must cast away death.
My death is mute
And without images...
Without redemption--

Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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