amphibi.us

With bear baiting,
cards,
and dice,
With drunkenness,
with the tip of a feather,
I was extravagant,
I took him to the
public houses
on Sundays,
he fell to the ground,
and cried out,
SAVE  ME,
in a blinding flash
I knew he was mine,
With baying crowds
and poison on my lips
he became a fanatic,
to everything I taught,
he was my disciple

© Melanie Browne, 2011

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