Candlelight is romantic, unless
you're in a dungeon.
Context changes everything.
Context makes you look down
at the bridges you build and realize
they are plywood: thin, cheap, but
soggy enough from this rain that
they're impossible to burn.
Realism is a myth. Everyone has a lens.
People believe what they want to believe,
or they believe the worst. Sometimes they
alternate, tense and relax at all the wrong
moments, a sigh of relief before the crime
has been committed.
Everyone loves a hero until they are up
The unforgivable becomes forgivable
in the right context, murder as self-
defense, or in war. Fear and arousal
provoke identical symptoms in the body.
Sometimes the boundaries bleed together.
Sometimes ethics surrender in the face