Palinode XXII

Palinode XXII


If I had
 such a

strong sense
of

direction
in life,

why can’t
I now

find my
way out

of this maze,
but feed

each day-night
on seven

youths of
regret and

seven maids
of grief?

 A marbled sculpture of the Minotaur | Courtesy of pinterest.com

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