Claiming Fate, Dark Fate Gifts, His Sad Afflictions

Claiming Fate, Dark Fate Gifts, His Sad Afflictions They forced him, build sandcastles on barren beaches They were his addictions, those beautiful leeches Saw his false shadows, like hell he resented it Ripped his true heart each damn time he presented it Fat with soul-wrecking love, they bleached his weary bones Nights he was weak, begging please, for their dark tones Each new dawn, he swore oaths to send them far away And backed down, when angry echoes came back to play When he fought back, razor teeth ate into his brain Until his aching soul, broke from their blackest strain They clung to him like sweat on a hot, hot June day Even if he tried, he could not send them away Giving up, he surrendered to drug addictions Claiming Fate, dark Fate gifts, his sad afflictions R.J. Lindley, Sept 10th, 1976 Sonnet Old Note- Deleted. New Note. Written shortly after a good friend drove his car into a tree, dying that night. We never knew for sure but they said he did it on purpose. I saw him the week before at a wild party. He asked me, would I come to his funeral if he died. I laughed and said, " sure I would, to tell you to pay me that 60 bucks you owe me ..... One just never knows, the depth of pain some are in....