IN THE ARMS OF FAILURE

Failure pulled me to her,

Into her bosom.

She forced her breast

Into my wailing lips,

And gargling,

I sucked in her bitter milk.

So I have cried,

Tears hard like rock.

My tears left their ports,

Laden with unspoken grief,

And docked here,

On this bearded face.

...


I know now, Failure's bitter milk
Gives' the great man teeth
To chew Success's sweetened meat,
Bones and all!