Guilt Trap

i felt around in beachy
sands for trapdoor
pull-cord,

gave cord a hard pull n’
stepped on backs to watch
the fall of swords,

do i chase rushing fleet of
crimson silver to the
bottom of core’s
chasm

or just thieve these
gilded wings?

for once upon a bloodshot moon
we pledged our trust with
stolen rings.

image: http://archon.wulib.wustl.edu/p=digitallibrary/digitalcontent&id=291

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