Famous Ruin

As Adam by temptation touched
and tasted the deceiving apple,
famous ruin, become the ancestor
your future wants to connect
to, through the rebirth of
whom you become you, emerge
in truth, successor government to
an empire we move through,
twinned fire indebted to dawn’s
diurnal divide of ceremonial light,
cities aware of one another
only through their abandonment, prisoner
of another’s desire, already looking
spectacular as I put on
its finishing touches, pulling no
punches, password-protected pro tempore, only
for testing purposes, referring to
the same thing without referencing
each other, war comes to
us, we don’t go to
it, you bet, yes, but
to the women throwing mirrors
at me: the only door
that needs to be opened
is your own mind, don’t
fret, never give breath to
another’s words, it’s very illicit,
the way we react to
written characters read in private,
the news of this witchcraft
extracted confessions with teeth, bleeding
salacious across broadsheets and pamphlets,
your silence a crack in
the mortar of my curse,
let history stare singing through
a hallway full of lungs,
secretly and blisteringly in love.