with glinted cream, I caught the gleam
of an object by my left side.
i reached down low to catch the glow
it left me heightened and electrified

it melted in my hands, dripped in fluorescent bands
cooled all my open wounds.
soothed my aches, mended all my breaks
it left me strong and vanished soon

feeling revitalized, as if back from my demise
i began to prop myself up lightly.
the space was cramped, dank and damp
it was cold and i struggled mightily

the orb revisited me, mocked my vain attempts to flee
i lunged at it's fiendish chords.
it posited one, ultimatum
it's presence causing great discord

"Give to me what I decree,
you'll be released from your ensnarement.
Deny my request, and you'll have at best
a life of such internment"

"Tell me please how to cease,
this confinement, and utter ruin."
"Give me back what I now lack,
the orbit I once flew in."

cupping the sphere, i pitched it from here
to it's proper dwelling place.
i was released from the shell, the walled in hell
and found me looking into my own face

the truth now clear, the thing sought to endear
a host to spread it's poison.
to deliver abroad, the saintly and flawed
it's venom to penetrate and moisten

i am the host and deliver the most
vile uttering of it's origin.
i am the first and i know that you thirst
for the poison i now relish in.

August came, December went
our bond grew stronger still
April passed and at long last
the fling gave me my fill

it ended in the Spring
when the green of life abounded
when all else bloomed our love entombed
left Nature most confounded

gnaw, gnaw over my ***** paw
paw that sticks in my craw
floating down the river Styx I saw
two blondes betwixt three maws

paw that brought this ruin to us
paddled hence and fought off Cerberus
now two fair Sirens caught with lust
kiss my paw and blush

I am consistent; you are regular;
he is invariably monotonous.

He feasted on his pie in the sky,
got fat off all his fantasy.
Stumbled back into the here and now,
and denied the rations of reality.

From below I catch a glimpse of her,
limp hands off the balcony
I stop mid-stride, from within swells a tide
she stands a product of otherworldly alchemy

Squinting, straining, I make out,
the wisps of a brunette
Two paces back, my eyes on track
her lovely little brown eyes met

Poised in Gucci crop top,
she scoffs and turns away
With Jimmy Choo's, Versace skirt of blues
the goddess struts and sways

If only she weren't a princess,
or if a prince were me
If like Sawyer I could draw, house and man devoid of flaw
Alas, maybe my words can summon Becky

You should not have believed me
when I said I loved you once,
a cruel act of my misleading,
taking Ophelia for a dunce

Flee from me while you're still sane
Cupid's bow flings just a dud,
I am but a Hamlet,
and my words as clear as mud