I’m trying to make peace my lover.
Finding my path with you
is unconventional at best
excruciating at worst,
socially acceptable hopes & dreams
settling in to formalities — contracts
designed to pave the way; a gold lining
to my pewter paradise
on that long road to happiness.
I stare into Aphrodite through my looking glass
& blow her a kiss goodbye.
Skeleton’s eventually decay
but demons still want to purge pain,
set me up to fail
tempt Narcissus to stray,
to step away from his reflection
& risk a coward’s death.
I ask the Goddess for forgiveness
trust my fate & fury
& instinct to guide me.
Psyche would lead me astray
to plummet over the edge
of reason — but Aphrodite will broker a deal.
Start over. My fossil fuelled forge
will always find a way forward,
transform blue light beams
into fire, illuminate those pitchforks
& burning crosses hiding in my ether;
shadows that threaten
to cast spells & incinerate whole galaxies,
merely pseudo reflections
of my reality. I choose you
& take no prisoners at the same time,
for I choose wisely
& I accept.
My ether box
graunching & grinding through stargates
shudders, misfiring synapses
lurch from push to pull
traversing my self worth,
I am giving in,
my self esteem proving much harder
to love and set free.
There is no burdon I cannot bear
when it comes to you,
how you see yourself is a reflection.
We hold our head & hearts
in their hands; their hands,
create a destiny for us both.
We are intertwined & enlightened…
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
It’s all bullshit.
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