This poem was inspired by Willow's behavior in "Wrecked"
"Tainted"
By the whim of a tainted grace
Save nomore than my own flawed nature
I find myself caught between my longing
For a better name
And my need to remain a steadfast figure
Of graceless existence -
Anchored in these solid masses
of man-made Earth and lies
Engendered in acts of self-destruction,
I am foremost a filter of troubled shadows,
torn from my respite
and thrust into the moment -
A willing accomplice to my own
Drainging impulses...
No more,
no less
Than human.
~JH Quill
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"It was one of those rare occasions that inspired the hell out of me."