The Swindler

You seem to like the taste of the dragon’s fire
But you don’t seem to like how it burns
You seem to like to walk on that thin wire
But you don’t seem to like how it turns.

When the lack of shimmer in your golden cups
Make them look like copper to those around
When the mighty head of the higher ups
Seem detachable enough to roll on the ground.

How are you to soar with those giant scissors in your wings?
Trenching everyone from lifting off when they are ready
How are you to wear that blood crown and reign as a king?
Pushing everyone off that precipice when they hold steady.

You seem to like the taste of this devil’s brew
But you don’t seem to like how it fizzes
You seem to like to weight on a scale that’s skewed
But you don’t seem to like the truth when it whistles.

When the lack of glimmer in your silver plates
Make them look like aluminum to those around
When the rising line of the higher rates
Seems collapsible enough to fall onto the ground.

How are you to sail with those heavy cannons in your deck?
Blasting everyone from steering away when they’re ready
How are you to wear this captain hat in this sea of wreck?
Throwing overboard all of those who wish to remain steady.

It seems this big world of yours is captive in this tiny globe
And you spin it around in circles until everyone gets dizzy
It seems your lackeys are the only ones worthy of your love
While you in this quest of indifference keep yourself busy.

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Comments
  1. I again enjoyed this poem. There is something about how you write for her. She has a sense of wonder about her, like she questions everything. This again just makes me want to read more of her poems.

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