The Conspiracy: Sestina
I wrote this before and after SEX. So the SEX made me do it. At least it motivated me to finish it. Because at one point I was thinking, what in the world am I saying, then it started making sense. Then it didn’t. Then it did. So this was a battle to complete. Will you accept the challenge to read, dear one? ♥️🤗
How come — we stand in the dark
If we can't make our shadows cry
Lamp post —too tall —along our path
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But we cannot touch our own hearts
Where is the hope —if it’s too wide and far to leave
A place with degrees — to burn a bush we hide to seek
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Why is it we watch the things they do —if it leaves out at dusk
They say it’s the way to make a splash on our path
Too hard to trust, you’ll shave your head —frustrated — leave
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They’ll say truth can’t breathe, but then stifle it with a cry
They know it all —but they will watch you in the dark
Many lies too vague not to rip the page — right to seek
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We all hate conspiracies, they track the trust at dusk
If light leaves —bare —we’d have a reason to cry
Let the lantern burn so we can freely seek
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In the same week feeble bodies crash at dark
Dozed off, till we are dosed off — too sick to walk the path
Coded with a leash, titled: can’t breathe — can’t leave
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No kids to feed —never really stacked to leave
We drop the films —the weed we — go from wed to seek
Tender because of love, so you’re given the gift to cry
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They will always say that alcohol and porn is the narrow path
Betting on your trust worthiness they'll burn your hands in the dark
If you save too much they’ll rip from you and cast the stones till you leave
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Only the poor the light will greet — shine on — it’s time for dark
Sobering —considering sparks in the Lanterns cry
Dry your eyes, it’s hard for death to set the time to leave
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They will throw you on the broadened and wide path
Brand you on the forehead until it’s time to face the dusk
Kind and humbling selling you hopes and dreams to seek
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Less time to spend —settle in the gloaming
Stay awake —distractions —branded as the face of dusk
Write to the world the lies they seek in resignation to leave
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Find happiness build dreams and hope to seek
Go bump in the chambers, set laws and dine the tears to cry
Vices are good, virtues are bad —the only way to the narrow path
~Caitlin Charlton ~ CC
About the Creator
Caitlin Charlton
Writer first. Close reader and self‑taught critic shaping eloquence.
A survivor reclaiming her territory.
I write dark fiction and poetry through symbol, shadow, and fracture.
Always sharpening the craft. ✏️🔥👠
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