War Water

In the realm of magick
I never claimed to be anything less
Than Two Headed
But at least I'm not two faced
If all your vitriol was spilled like ink
Scrawled like words on stained paper
Easy enough for scissors to cut them down
Letter by letter, divide and conquer
Each fiber separating into meaninglessness
Small particles dissolved in tar black water
Rust and iron and creosote
Shake the bottle now, see it grow blacker still
Now all the things that were said -
They bring strife only to you
This is your curse, I gladly give it back
Easy enough to dissipate it like ashes
Easy enough to bottle it up like War Water
And like a glass grenade I can throw this from me
Shattered against your door
All your splinters and careless ire
Splashed across your own threshold
Your own mess to track through
You bring this on yourself
I can walk away from this battlefield
And without you I sleep just fine, cool and peaceful


7/2011