Wednesday, September 14, 2011

The Breakers

Not the gunslinger.
Not a savior.
But closer instead
To that king of madness.

The King of todash.
Crimson in name and color.
And those spiders.
Those damnable spiders.

Conquest of the queen then.
He broke those chains.
Cut those webs.
Was his victory the crimson?

Was this power that of todash?
To break the beams?
to topple the tower?
To end fate?

Then is that my goal?
My self appointed fate?
Claim the Crimson.
Break the tower

And Gan...
What of Gan?
Are you my worst enemy?
or my greatest triumph?

A grandfather paradox.
Protect my Susan Delgado
and when that work is wrought

Come and kill me.
Come a la come ka
and kill me.

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