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shorthand rants

minimalist poetry and other forms

November 9, 2017 by Jimmy thee gnosE

An ode to the sister of fenris

the winds of hel
from the north
kissed my face
with her icy lips
hail the niflheimr
i have been blessed
i have been cursed
by their presence
by their essence
though the frozen
poison waters
flow in their reign
i will know true pleasure
through the frigid pain

-JG

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