from The Master Circadian Clock Cycles 1-8
Interbred, interspersed, and denied–
the Valkyrie children
go about
life,
running the wheel
towards death
as their godparents warned them.
They clench between their tight, mortal teeth
the rope of mistrust.
Of distaste
clothed.
Love!
Cog by cog,
the Rhinemaidens desist.
They cease their breeding device
to drink
from banks,
banned to hiatus
from scandal,
from what was torturous about
her id, his.
Greed. Love?
The rope of fate has become
sodden,
wet with the lust of drinking lips;
the rope of fate has become
frayed
by the maidens’ tease,
by glutton’s grabby paws.
Scorched by the fires
never to burn Valhalla down;
the embers
of the frayed, soaked, the charred
can no longer bind.
Succumb to the promise
that takes you
away
from you and your path,
and the rope of fate has been
broken.
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