“The Grief of Winter” by Michael L. Utley In each flakea brief eternitythe grief of winteras December bleeds outand January’s hell awaits there shall beno insensate oblivionno benignant Letheno purgatorial reprieveawaiting us on eternity’s cusp only the purulent spoilsof our own wretchednessa just reward forembracing hateand abandoning compassion we have chosen darknessconsorted with the enemysold our souls in ourlust... Leer más →
