Dear sweet Lorelai
Beloved daughter and mother
Papilio fragilis of the dusk
Forgive this muse his reticence
To divulge a vision dark and dismal
In answer to your question simply plied.In truth it was a lack of courageNot your naïveté that stilled my tongue
Dried and painfully swollen
Strangely uncommunicative
Odd enough to give me pause
To wonder with deep foreboding.Omission is the fault we must confess
Beg on bended knee in pained contrition
The future deserving better at the hand
Of we accepting constant mediocrityDenying any hope for those who sufferTime after time, bloody day upon day. My dearest darling girlGlinting bright amidst bedazzled sky
Never fear your future pathAlong with other guiltless souls Innocent of any act of disconnectWith ugly trees bearing unnatural fruit.Mine own path is deeper far and darker
Than any you might be obliged to tread
Reflections of my pastIn ever expanding mirrors Showing deeds that whilst unwitting
Are still painfully persuasive.I know the past
I have seen the future
Experienced the present
And in their unity they chokeWilt the foliageDesiccate the stem and branchA never-ending continuanceOf unbreakable tarnished chain
That must continuedly constrictTill cocks last crow.Towards the end of his time
A man cannot escape destinyAvoid the poison from the bloom
Whose seeds he so carelessly scattered.
I have read the leaves Cast the stones Dealt the deckBurned fresh offeringsAnd with my silence contrivedTo allow the outcome.The die was cast long ago In a game centuries old
Played with oft unwillingOr unknowing lives
Trapped like desperate ratsWithin a cruelly unyielding cageA prison so cunningly comprisedOf broken and forgotten promises.
Daily Abstract Thoughts 