Ode to the World

I am at my best when writing
And the Devil take the hindmost.
You know, I was a worm
Before I was a man
And the Devil take the hindmost.
Sunset at the shore
Feeling the pulse
In my wrists
And so forth
All for the Devil.
Of the worm
Call him an accountant—
Shuffling zeros.
Such a steep hill
We’re climbing.
I can’t love you all
Any more than this.

Author: skuusisto

Poet, Essayist, Blogger, Journalist, Memoirist, Disability Rights Advocate, Public Speaker, Professor, Syracuse University View all posts by skuusisto