flat enchantments.

Suddenly dispossessed,
you don’t wanna read minds.
What you saw in me so dark,
together we crossed a sacred line.
Mumbling spells under your breath,
but I won’t pretend this time.
When your enchantments fall flat,
I won’t tell you my crimes.

Theseus' ship.

Sweat and tears wasted on
youthful indiscretions,
unnecessary devastation.
This blood on my hands is my own!

I'm a sinking ship, here I go:
my unwavering affinity
for treachery leaves me
ever so lost at sea.
But I swear, there's
virtue in this self defeat!

I'm flying black sails forevermore.

the monolith.

I've been skeptical of your invasion
since day one.
Maybe I'm the real intruder, and
there's divinity in the mystery of
our misery.

I've been dreaming of you
one letter at a time.

Tell me what this means:
We met at the monolith
then went our separate ways
forever.
Your tears were gone and
you were holding your own hands,
reaching out for me.

I haven't seen the moon since
that night I
plucked it from the sky.

What have I done this time?