i just remembered the time that i walked the 5 miles to your house
in the pouring rain and i had forgotten to wear my glasses
showed up at your door and took one smell of you and it was over
a line drawn in the sand- crossed.
the child-like empress sleeping soundly in her bed while we broke each other
further than we ever had before.
i couldn't see- that was obvious.
i only came (hahahaha) to tell you that dylan never found what he was looking for in "isis".
that he spent years trying to find something that didn't exist.
that he came back to isis in the end, that
it was all for naught and you said you hadn't been through the
pyramids all embedded in ice.
your speech came to a chorus of laughter.

decided you were evil that night and that i'd spend my entire life
killing you in my dreams, and fantasizing of ways to tear the empress' crown right off her crimson head.

you didn't even drive me home later. it was still raining.