In truth I believed. Under an archer
Of dependant loyalties. Whose eyes
Guide, even the enemies, under strange
Seduction, whose feelings strengthen over
And over, again. Know me so, the
Eerie logic, which suffocates or dreams. How mighty
Prisoner of your body. Your wish to be: bigger, bolder.
This enters the rays of swallowed rings.
Pieces together; on my one good knee
I ask, for the sun, forgive it. How…
I followed the nutty, ballooned: amen.