(C) Lethal Hearts It Is
I have
now passed the point of now return,
So what have I learned that is of any use?
There is nothing in this world that’s
of concern,
How to tilt at windmills; another level
of abuse?
Another day demands another dollar,
The clichés state all’s fair in love
and war.
Ask your former lovers; grab them by
the collar,
Lowered standards is all they have in
store.
Love your neighbour but please don’t
get caught,
To each their own is a monotone some
say.
However, juggling multiple partners is fraught,
Every new liaison is dangerous in every
way.
Rolling with the paunches can be mortal,
Every careless whisper is torture for someone
else.
In any event as we gaze in the garden portal,
Sciamachy in all anxiety, just quietly...melts.
Sciamachy - battle
with shadows or imaginary enemies.
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