The Labyrinths Of Love

The Labyrinths Of Love

I keep putting the remotes back
On your side of the bed
Forgetting you’re not there for awhile
Like a well trained Dionysus
Or dinosaur, or something
Can’t you hear those weeping violins?
Streaming through
Trying to make you their museum
Until the very end of…

O say can’t you see
The unorthodoxical inventory
With an encryption spun beyond
Grade military
I pretend
I’m no more than just a passing
Hail Mary
There’s no such thing
As a one yard loss
In any no pain no gain allegory
Scenario
Story
Glory
Stumbling
Bumbling
Rumbling through
The labyrinths of love

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