guileless, I misunderstood
your campaign of lust and liquidation
my youth knew naught of duplicity and deception
and naught of the nature of appetites
you lit your green succubus gaze upon me
and set the fields ablaze, razing the soft and the secret
the moment you chose betrayal
was the moment graveyards rumbled underfoot
and the sulfurous soil vomited out the legion of my blood
that cavalry whose murmurs of pain, suffering and power
disallowed me to wilt and falter before you
as the sun now sets upon my West
I polish my saber in preparation
and remember you, softly
©mattgleason, July 2022
