A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth

Romeo

I scorn you

Dressed in my best and all the evening stars 

I turn you away like I’m turning from the straight and narrow path that leads to destruction 

My heaving bones rattling like fists cracked against the crucible of rabbid dogma 

Raising 

Alighting 

Lighting the dark so it can burn away into blacker ash 

Every head will bow 

Every knee shall bend

Every tongue turn to soil 

And let them cry until tears tear deep furrows in their faces 

There’s a secret at the core of everything, just as eternally false as it is 

Venomously true 

Every love story ends with a death