Escape from Recurring Pain
The water comes before, then comes the flow
Of water after. Now, forever, these
First lead then follow. Floods or trickles go
Wherever they insist. Priests can’t appease
Them. Always they repeat their sequence, force,
Retreat, return. It is as if they follow and they lead.
Perhaps the following is like remorse
But probably it just prepares the greed
Of later onslaught, furthering its tracks
Before its carnage. Repetition in
Destructive patterns constitutes attacks,
To drought and deluge. These are held within
The brutal blueprint. Changeless rules endure
Or else a Mars or Venus has no cure.