What err’rs have you made, foolish one? What spurs you to these acts, my son? How does it feel, the guilt you bear, That steels upright your longest hairs, Your skin that crawls in bustling nests Of bullets ants, enraged at best? What have you done to make it weigh, Your heart enleaded, filled with shame, Like fallen stars – You’ve fallen far. You’ve failed … Continue reading Nadir