Monday, June 19, 2006

On being brought back to life

Oh to the good doctor!
Oh to the wizard of juice!

In electrified elixer,
rejuvination! rejuvination.

Lady electron,
you course through my veins.

My heart races, heightened.
My thoughts burn like flame.

Like a sprite turning Giant
or a moth, licking flame;

my life, stuttered phases,
my life - a whole, new game.

Race on gentle warrior,
race into that night;

fearing not lurking darkness,
fearing not! left-leaning spite.

Chance on chance being offered,
and chance being norm.

My life sports new fashion,
new destiny of old form.

Race on iron warrior,
race into that night.

Your life now a bastion,
new purpose minus fright.

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