Cult Status

Posted on September 14, 2013 by Helen

He had
Cult status
Long before
He knew
He drew
Aficionados
Right out of
The blue
He couldn’t
Stand us
Neither me
Nor you
But he had
Cult status
Nothing he
Could do

He suffered
Cult status
One of the
Elite
All these
Roses
Dying at
His feet
He felt
Shattered
Always
Incomplete
But he had
Cult status
How could life
Compete?

(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

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I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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4 Responses to Cult Status

  1. Christy B's avatar Christy Birmingham says:
    September 14, 2013 at 8:32 pm

    Oh that cult status – watch from afar and don’t get too close! (well done, btw)

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  2. Brian Hughes's avatar Brian Hughes says:
    September 14, 2013 at 9:08 pm

    He sounds like a total cult to me.

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