Into the Breech: ae freislighe

Let’s let go of sanity,
imagining the reason
appeals to our vanity
and falls in the right season;

making none too troubling
what chaos springs from hating,
from leaving at boil, bubbling,
desires left too long waiting.

Let’s imagine destiny
a mere self-serving conceit
to define the inanity
that leads on to our defeat.

Let’s wait, but not patiently;
why waste our time at resting?
Light spars shadows, blatantly;
likewise, our doubts need besting.

04 JAN 2017

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