Around me course Greek heroes
Spartan and Athenian, limber-limbed and fulsome
They war and think with God-like grace
While I fumble darkly through human woes
And when they come their brightness blinds
My numb eyes with their own disgrace.
I am a creature most loathsome
Whose clinging hand binds
Tightly to the burning light
In the hopes that it shed its
Dancing glamour on my stunted life
Though its power steals my form.
But contorted in inefficacy
My pale, worm-soul twists at night
In longing, gasping, shuddering fits
That run razor-edged rife
As herald to the storm
Against perfection, my human fallacy.