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Greek Fire

from Varuna by The Republic Of Wolves



Where have you been lying 
ever since the fortunes changed their minds? 
You're nothing but a sleeping quarry, 
caught up in the snares that you yourself had lain. 
But I am not your keeper 
Don't call for me when you finally realize 
No one's coming, so you'd better find some peace. 

When you wash up 
I will fold my hands 
and contemplate the ways 
to keep you in your place 

Please tell me, 
Why have you been mourning 
since the day you really met yourself? 
Well you and all your seething lowlife best friends 
were lining up like sparrows on a wire, 
Talking like the twelve Apostles 
dressed in leather, 
wandering the alleys, 
clenching your fists 
"Relax, it's just a business." 

Your Maker was a servant 
who plowed 'til he was swollen 
and fell into the ground. 

His phantom took the shape of 
your seven years of labor 
but you would not stay down. 

I couldn't get you because you got me first. 
You were a fixture 
I must have been a fool. 
I couldn't face you, because your face was mine.
But I will be long gone 
before I take your side. 

We're nothing but receding figures 
robbing each other of our final thoughts. 


from Varuna, released November 30, 2010


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