An End No Closer Than a Beginning
Look upon me, myself,
Look once, twice again,
Can you see it
Inside of
Me?
Look at you, yourself,
Look once and once more,
Can you see that,
That evil beneath
The Rose?
I have only seen it once,
Once and once yet again,
But it lies dormant,
Watching, waiting,
For You,
For Me,
For Us to tangle
With one and then another.
Throw the moment,
Throw past on the wind,
Have Us glide into the air,
So smoothly,
Without Trouble,
Until We
Fall
To the edge
Where our hatred leaves Us
In pieces of our former selves,
And somehow
We are put back
Together,
Placed just as precariously as we once were
On that edge
Where Nature
Will take it's course
To send Us spiraling
Again
Into the air
Battling with each other
To
No
End.
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