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Okay, multiple blog posts today. Slowly transferring from the old blog I had, which has been almost exclusively poetry.
Warrior
Anger is her weapon
and violence her love
emotions wielded
mace-like
over those surrounding
A castle
no one
would ever lay siege to
No treasure beneath the
surfaces to entice
not even a Siren song
to draw them in…
She is a vortex
a one woman
maelstrom
and you would do well
to keep
a distance
It is not choice
that will pull you under
nor desire
that will rend you apart
but proximity
that will lay waste
to the landscapes
of your heart