Evoking the Greek
With the sweetest at dinner
If meta she wants
I’m above and beyond
And no decadence
More unrequited
Than sinner
Could make her believe
In no other more fond
Of her picturesque
Pixel
Pixie
Politician
Positioning,
Posturing,
Pose
Inquisition
To my apparition
A pall cast aside
Just the side of me
Facing her,
Waiting reply

So easy to be
Orderly
And restore
Any semblance of normalcy
Stocked and in store
Keeps it going,
Consuming,
Producing more goods
Till the last residential
Devours the woods
But I like
To stay hungry
Then all at once feast
Like collective potential
To harvest the wheat

Felt good to be coveted,
Wanted,
Desired
But she was too simply
In normalcy mired
And barely could form
An opinion
Or query
And of my intentions
Seemed overly
Wary
As if I was there
To embarrass,
Abandon
Her, at my expense,
My performances
Stand-in

Hear coyotes feasting
In the distance
At the dawn
The desert chill
Instills a sense
That I am never
Far too gone
My home is distance
It is missed
And I will see it someday soon
But I still chase the lonely solitude
Foreboding
Harvest moon
And wake when stars
Still cling to tapestry
Oblivions above
And in the shadows
Prep the gallows
For an afterlife in love  
The unresolved,
The unrequited,
Undecided
How I feel
For if I rhymed it once
A million times
I questioned it was real

Told me I’d find her
Again
Unbeknownst to you
Wanted the best
For us both
But I ghosted you
Most often thought of you
Sealed in a phone
All alone couldn’t hold you
As closely
As home
So I formed a whole argument
For and against
You remain in my life
Or sustain its laments
The in favor
Could posit
Composite advantage
We’d save the whole world
With a liberal arts bandage
Abandoned no longer
Belong to each other
I’d call you by name
But insinuate lover
Come smother me,
Steal my breath
As it forgoes
Any need to resist
And desist
All opposed

Bastion of progress
The citadel shines
In the morning sunrise
As our grandeur defines
What the rest of the world
Can aspire to reach
The example we set
Evermore we could seek
To establish,
Preserve,
For the future
Secure
Though we aim to claim peace
Always ready for war
Should defending
The home
From invasions
Be needed
And should the truce falter
No land be conceded
For even in greed
We agreed
To play fair
And the barons
Don’t dare
Tyrants do not compare
To hegemony
Menacing
Racial supremacy
Scapegoating cultural shades
As the enemy

Haven’t had time
Been deprived
Of the kind
Of catharsis
My heart is
To trash bins consigned
It would just be impractical
Revenue squandered,
Instead I scheme how to make
Money more laundered
Go longer into
The approaching end
Game
And victorious
Finally
My throne to claim
Will be lonely as ever
A crown of dead weight
Barely ruling myself
In a court desolate