El Gran Canon
She is not
lonely
But makes all
who smile upon her
— lonely indeed
She is not
mournful
But makes all
who implore her
— cry like a child
She is not
boastful
But makes all
who look upon her
— beat on their chests
She is not
faithful
But makes all
who desire her
— pledge from the heart
She is not
vengeful
But to ever
betray her
— the gravest of sins
She is not
quiet
But from the depths
of her emptiness
— silence is born
(Dreamsleep: October, 2025)
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