Tuesday, 06 March 2012

• A Letter (the March the Sixth the Fourth)

  Dear Prometheus,

   

  As true to the names, you were beautiful and tormented; and as true to the names, we played a skittering game

  Of back and forth and pain and love

  I could feel when you cried in agony in my spine, and just as I thought I could reach you you were yanked away

  From me and my life forever more.

   

  Eternal Love.

  Signed,

  Tantalus

   

   

   

   

   

   

  I loved you, I love you, and I always will, no matter that I'll never know if you loved me back. No matter. No matter.

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