Poem: “That Pit of Ambition”

That pit of ambition

In your gut

Awakens with the day

And all desires

Come forth

Blossoming

Like deadly flowers.

Do not taste

The velvet leaf

Or cover yourself

In a blanket

Of stones

There will be no mercy

For fools on the slope

Muddy & slippery

The foul smell of decay

A memory like the wind.

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