Swiper, a Poem

by Iosephus

In the Beginning was this simple poem...

SWIPER, A POEM
by
Iosephus

I am Swiper
I have no friends
and so I steal
to ease the pain
of my life
and I drink
to fill the void

Once there was a vixen
she tried to get to know
who i really was
to bring out
what might have really been me
the essential self
the form of Swiper

But she could not
cos' there was nothing there
anymore
it had been
stolen
by a cosmos indifferent
to a lonely fox

"Your'e too late"
I told her
"You'll never find the real Swiper now"
but still she tried
and so i left her
You can't chain down the wind, baby
you can't chain down the wind

And then one day I realised
that I had run away from
the only thing
i had ever had
that was real
I snapped my fingers .
..."Awww Man!"