name = XmagicalX
email = ekarr@bowdoin.edu
title = Hopeless/ful
warnings = 
story = Category: Verse
Spoiler Warning: er, none really; I wrote this shortly before I saw 
"Interludes and Examinations" thus it's early 3rd season, not that 
it makes much difference except for that one line.
Other Warnings: I don't write poetry, but what can I say; jms inspired
me!  this is just a late-night poem, thought I'd share it 'cuz I'm 
evil that way.  enjoy, so to speak, and I would love to know your thoughts
as long as they're not too repulsed by this prattle...

Hopeless/ful

XmagX


Starkiller, destroyed ours, soulkiller...
Soul drinker, swallowing our essence
Coughing it up again, in their form instead of our own,
We fade to quicken their power.

Souldrinker a race, Souldrinker a place
A devourer.
One to darkness, one to drugs, one to the madness of prophecy;
One the savior in his death reborn.
Ship of fools, a metal can, our salvation.
Our destruction.
Nothing lives eternally (save Kosh?)
And no one who enters can ever emerge again the same.

Spinning on a trestle of stars, we hang on desperately
Seek some small glimpse of hope
And find it, buried in despair 
That all might be saved in death
Preserve the beginning in the end
Drink our souls up again, all that is ours, always and never.

To be born is to be real is to love is to die,
And by these trifles we decree a universe
Alive.
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