Weak is the flesh, so weak it is. First young and fresh, exposed to tease, then more mature, designed to stun, to blind, to lure, to get it done. Then, older yet but not quite dead, it calls all debt to get ahead and, as it strains against the cloth, it drops the reigns and breaks the troth. And then one day the wisdom comes - without the fray, without the drums, but out of the bluest blue, just like a cough, just like a flu it shifts the way that shadows fall and former prey is standing tall, and flesh is no longer weak. It takes a blow, it takes a week, it takes a glance, it takes a fling, but in this dance the end is king. For every peak there is a grind; if flesh is weak, strong is the mind.
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Vadim Kagan
I believe that each day is a blessing, every story is amazing and all poems should rhyme!
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Comments (4)
Whoaaa this was so powerful! You rwally have a knack for this format!
This is so good/true
Excellent!
This is quite awesome Vadim, so many good lines in here, very nice š