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To My Lying, Stealing, Hurtful Temptress

Steal from me
A passing glance,
An idle fantasy,
A kiss inside a covered doorway as heavens shower outside.
Rob my loneliness like a midnight bandit.

Lead me astray
From myself
With dances of us,
Symphonies of we,
Conducted with your smile.

Lie to me.
Tell me that out of billions of stars, and billions of planets,
Of billions of places and billions of people,
Of multitude of multitudes,
You and I are destiny.

Hurt me.
Crush my hand when I’m sick.
Smother my fear when I’m lost.
Capture my joy as we age.
So if you die before me, I cry a thousand years.

A Collection of True Statements

You are alive.
You will die.
You are part of something larger.

You cannot do it alone.
You will not do it alone.
You will do it.

You are all alone.
We are all alone.
We are all alone, together.

(see A Collection of False Statements)

9 Word Tragedies (9)

Wandering
Wife
Works
Wiles,
While
Weak
Wretch
Weepingly
Wanks.

9 Word Tragedies (8)

Cabal
Committee
Carefully
Considers
Conclave
Costs;
Cheerlessly
Curtails
Conspiracy.

9 Word Tragedies (7)

Dionysius
Deviously
Desires
Damacles’
Demise.

Damn
Dagger
Disappointingly
Dangles.