dynastic cycle

its never safe for us
everything we made 2gether was
either outrage or indecency
the foolishness
eye can fit between the couch
and the dining room table…
the years she ignored an entire message
for want of a narrower view
the abyss
the beauty and perfection of her face
we manufactured this balance of chaos
and order–
eye still unravel @ the thought of her
nights eye lost sleep
an empty bed
cold
she and eye filled
respectively
with so many things
lost between
us
we
deserve better than mockery
it should be grand
it should…
she
deserves 2 tell her children
our empire expanded
feral
relentless
until it needed more energy 2 sustain itself
than either of us could generate
or the heavens
so jealous our holding place
released the same ancient misfortune
that left the Colosseum in ruins
the eleventh hour
that stopped Alexander
the great
truth
is much less poetic…
we circled heroically
through magic
amnesty
and stupid

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~ by abnegation on January 18, 2010.