A poem for Georgia the cockatiel

A poem for Georgia the cockatiel

Days like today,
Remind me of the past.
Warmth of the cold
A love I hope will last.
You fear I will not answer,
Upon your fearful call.
I would simply die,
If I ever hurt you at all.
I would end others’ to protect yours.
I would die without you.
I fear for you as I fear for myself.
Daily, I fight to get over you.
You are stuck like a wrench in a cog.
My mind will always come back to you.
The fact that you called,
Shows me you feel the same.

Just got a copy of the 10th anniversary edition of Myst

Not that that has any real influence on this post. However, I do look forward to playing it, seeing what all the hype was about

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My Kevlar sweetheart,
My violent angel,
Let us go together,
And fuck peace.

Take my hand and watch as I do,
See the fear my name invokes,
The shaking heads,
My bloody hands.

Let us go together
Into the void of inhumanity,
Embrace your base drives,
And tear a fool’s throat open.

We say no to sacrificial guilt.
My love,
Let us walk the juxtaposition,
We’ll live as they die.

Your hands are trembling, dear.
Do not let them see your fear.
The weak feed off the excess of the strong,
Starve them with your bravery.

I’ll be here to the end.
I’ll support your stride,
And stem your blood loss.
So what if tomorrow never comes?

I have you now.