PATHOS
PATHOS

Deathring 

From a cold steel ring, 
depression protection, 
is a bullet emerging, 
death is perfection. 
The only Lethe, that's real, 
pours from the heart or brain, 
a great blood spill, 
in a final release of pain. 
Don't worry, if such a death 
is a horrible sin, 
it can't be worse than life and breath 
in a world of no win. 

December 1984 


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