Ode to the Eternally Dwelling

An ode to a thing that is so wrong is an ode to a thing that has lasted so long.
What could this thing be that cannot be ever broken?
Eternally dwelling in the crevices of a million dark moments like a token.
Yet no one having taken notice will ever to give a word, never to be spoken.
 
Is it a wish, a delight, or some type of torturous device?
Does it take hold of you and seizing you like a vice?
Cemented indefinitely as though planted by a plan.
What can one do but settle in and give in to the man.
 
A cyclical trace has been tracked through time.
Like a 19th Century unsolved London crime.
It does not deny what it is, no it admits.
Still we find ourselves tangled up in it’s enchantment in fits.
 
No, not I, I still remain and resist.
For I have never been one to give into this midnight tryst.
I alone stand forth ready to sound the horn.
As evil ones pass out last year’s uneaten devil spawned candy corn.

 

Respectfully Much

Ronovan

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2 thoughts on “Ode to the Eternally Dwelling

  1. OMG! “As evil ones pass out last year’s uneaten devil spawned candy corn”!!! Nearly crying with laughter here. The stuff truly is evil. I tried some a while ago… totally revolting but I COULDN’T stop eating it! ’nuff of that – it will never pass my lips again!

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