Gothicarus: Part X – John Logosi’s Dilemma
“She is frightening- I won’t pretend otherwise.
I often wish to be rid of her completely,
Return to the days before she’d cut into me.
All of her is sharp: her beauty, her tongue, her mind…
The wounds just fester; a poison must have entered,
Tainted my blood with her damning incarnation
Of a woman, a lover. Yet she is neither.
She is greater than both in the blackest of ways.
Had I never been touched by her phantasmal hand,
I might have been able to live on serenely,
Ignorant of the shadows within my own soul
That only her scorching flame could illuminate.
But helpless, I grasp her, again and yet again,
Drawing breath from her incense, her dizzying air,
My heart is diseased; it is hers for the taking,
My aghast spirit will never know peace again.”
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