Once,
a while ago,
we were
eagerly in love,
so, eagerly
we were in chains.
Once, we were members of a party.
Parts of a whole. A hopeless oath
of devotion to another, to durdle,
intimately, through the grandest lie.
Once, we were eagerly in chains.
(Now, contemptuous in disdain)
Once, we were excited to be.
(Now, that's just not what we're about)
Once, we were bonded in a gamble.
Now, we're barely willing bystanders,
no more an adventure, than it is
a situation.
