2HousePlague

The Messenger

I have of late begun to strive
to alter and to modify
the patterns of my waking life,
that I may sleep when does the day,
and wake when ends the night.

But denizens of darkness may
(as I, for having been awake
at those strange hours when the night
appears to shatter and to make
of earnest shadows earnest light)...

Confess addiction to the Sight.
And profits (as a trader may
who trades between opposing States)
have I with earthly jealousy
deposited to bank. My fate...

Is (now that I've accepted blame
for trafficking in madness) sealed.
And for my efforts to reclaim
a place among the healed,
who straddle dawn and dusk, have I...

Inherited a fatal lot.
The envoys of my ilk, who brought
the gifts of needed medicine,
were thanked with murder. While you sleep,
we are the villains you have been.



03 August, 2002

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