Speil mit mir…

On her knees, she speaks:

“Paragraphs and connotations -

To live and breathe like Gaius;

My Muse forgives insinuation -

To inspire and die like Jesus.


Their scars are mine.

To cherish and bear;

It all heals in time -

A lashing Humanity must share.

Inflections of my pain;

Heart in palm, so hot it sears.

My Muse whispers of shame -

Kommst spiel mit mir.”

And the Master replies:



“To live and breathe like Ceasar

It sounds like a paradox;

For your Muse is inspiring -

Living the lifestyle at both ends

Of the spectrum burning fast.