Mythos & Marginalia

life notes between the lines and along the edges


always uncertain

Guilt is an ugly word, cut from the bowels of misfortune, unheralded moments of indecent reflection, dampened ambition and passive apprehension.
What we carry and where it remains is always uncertain.
When it shows its despicable, yet familiar, face cannot be determined.
Guilt is felt before it shows itself.

© 2017 j.g. lewis


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