the pen in my hands is unbalanced.
we're down in the dark, our irises shaped like gods' grand statues
think you can confront me?
ha.
the charming chalice you bestow to my memory
is so clearly a grasp at my mind.
don't tempt me with Circe's eyes,
you don't see it, but the need to destroy is coming closer.
i know that you will never win this game,
nor will the boar be slit or devoured.
the pendulum of my truth will haunt the foreground of your heart.
as you send our infant flying and melt yourself in honor of the sun.
~
Written while listening to God Games from EPIC The Musical
EPIC is based on Homer's The Odyssey, check out the concept album playlist here:
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