Battleworn

Battleworn

but no further from

                     anomalous

respite from those who need

nothing

                        glorious

patience for those who never

              move

                        victorious

small; for what falls on tiny

minds that ignoble

nothing good will come of this

as the universe shrinks

        into something

                       with weight

 

through this window neither gold nor the gutter glitters

through these eyes

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