Benevolent

Failing to surmise
a day's worth
cry out for
compromise

First and foremost
a checking sound to
inebriate all the hacks
get them sobered up
fucked up

hungering for
passion in spirit
demise rekindled for a son

how earthly derived
because you're all
cut to pieces
what have I done?

approve with derision
in unbridled sentencing
not like those of us who
truly felt

within cold forgiveness of self-sufficient.
She never lied.
How could she have ever lied,
along to let you go.

How do I romanticize the fictions we all agreed with?
It was so long ago, we came to consensus
Platonic cures for romanticized myth
If it was within her desire to cleanse us

What I oughta do
When we all drown in the light of
our repetitions