We write first in blood and tears, then go over in ink.

The coin of my hirer
Is shiny and endlessly amusing
For this coin
I rove the Dark Lands
And forget my home.

Wait… let me tarry
Let me earn more.

One coin for my sanity
One coin for my pride
One coin to tell you I’m somebody
And the last—for my next breath.

When I have spent that
Then that’s all.

 

#brightlands   #darklands

https://paulineltl.wordpress.com/2012/03/20/darklands/

https://paulineltl.wordpress.com/2017/06/03/poem-the-bright-lands/

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