Manhood

And she handed him his destiny,

like the head of a slain enemy

served severed on a silver tray,

And he stared it in the eye,

fixed and stony,

not yet resolved

to meet himself,

unbound,

He stood holding it,

uncertain,

yet once dropped,

it cannot be regained,

once left behind,

it cannot be found.

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2 comments on “Manhood

  1. ozymandiaz says:

    ya know, i’m always misplacing something

  2. ejalvey says:

    Well, that way you always have something to discover where you least expect it, which is not a bad thing.

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