What a tangled web we weave.
Do all we can to not conceive.
Of a time and place
with no disgrace.
Of portents of the world to come.
Instead we run run run.
Like a child with a loaded gun.
A gruesome end will surely come.
Tried to find some common ground.
Gained something that could not be found.
10,000 ways that did not work.
A jewel that sparkled in the murk.
Tried to hold it all together.
A connection I could never sever.
However much I did endeavour.
It would never last forever.
Tangled Web
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