The Old Gods wander
von Sam Vaknin (Copyright)
your promised lands
with reticence.
Grey, forced benevolence.
They shrug their crumpled robes,
extend in veinous hand
black cornucopia.
You’re fighting back, it’s evident,
bony protrusions, a thumping chest,
the clamming up of sweaty pearls.
They aim at your Olympian head.
There, in the meadows of your mind,
grazing on dewy hurt,
they defecate a premonition
of impending doom.
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Author Bio:
Sam Vaknin ( http://samvak.tripod.com ) is the author of Malignant Self
Love – Narcissism Revisited and After the Rain – How the West Lost the
East.
He served as a columnist for Central Europe Review, PopMatters, and
eBookWeb, a United Press International (UPI) Senior Business Correspondent, and
the editor of mental health and Central East Europe categories in The Open Directory Bellaonline, and Suite101.
Sam’s Web Site:
http://www.narcissistic-abuse.com