Well,
What excuse have I?
This petulant corpse,
Demanding ease.
Plenty.
When I came from nothing,
But rock –
Steel.
& wood.
Cannot bear this sloth,
Any more than I can bear –
The Infinite Hunger.
Time to rise,
To shine.
To become the adonis,
Once more.
A titan.
Leviathan itself.
This Petulant Corpse.
