Bitter Blow of Love

Hello my fellow Misfits! I think I am going through this poetry phase… I usually don’t like poetry – too cryptic if you know what I mean – but for some reason unknown to me, I feel myself reading a superfluous amount of it recently. I have also been using the word superfluous a superfluous amount of times. God! There’s just something about that word… Anywho, read this poem, I love it!

Love! you dealt a bitter blow –
You lay me cross the mortal plains,
Bedewed, bedimmed amongst a show
Of tearful clouds: eternal rains
To weep at my enduring foe

Of harsh reality – searing pains of
Destiny: dependable propensity
To fool myself repeatedly
That I could ever triumph over love!

-Mark R Slaughter

*Sigh. Love it!

Remember people: Embrace The Misfits That Is Us