Not moving in means
you never have to move out.

How does the game go on
once the game master dies?

In order to exist
the gods need us.

It is a maze of sterile walls
leading nowhere
corridors
to never-ending rooms
of emptiness
doors
that open
to nothing

When one lights a fire
the ensuing conflagration
threatens
unbridled consumption
leaving only ash
or the purity
of that which we prize

Columbus sailed off the edge of the world
and we have not yet discovered this fact

Her eyes turned hunter gold
a solitary creature
who stalks the night

Friends and lovers litter the way
there are no rules
only instinct guides
fear dulls choices
freedom leaves the true one years behind.

Books are strange objects

The world of Arthur is dead
children make their own Camelots
in our utilitarian world of reason
we each seek a magus
one whose wisdom exceeds
the limitations of physical reality

Unlike my cousin
I was never destined to be queen of the world
yet we are alike
in ways
we do not want to contemplate

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