Charybdis and Scylla

The universe revolved, and there was I,
until fate with its unknowable touch,
Unmercifully treaded on my grand plan,
Gouged my chest, beat out my eyes,
Using my own convictions to break me.
Small minute fractures, one line per each lie,
The final bone splintered, the fault did crack in me,
Crucifying my psyche, upon a destitute tree.

A bonsai changeling, quiescent succubae,
A green-eyed blonde, lithe, long, and wan
An abuser of people, a user of drugs,
Seducer from the path, of the pietistic way.
A match from Abaddon, a manifested pairing,
Narsissa-Lothario, Lilith and Adam,
A token of ruin, breach birth of decay
Self-serving illness claiming truth was passé.

There were many within her, "We're legend." it said,
Faceted-faced female, her persona long bled,
"We deceive to survive; we're servile to deceive."
Substantiated-absorption, "We through the dead live."
Those demon owned eyes beheld a one-sided world,
Her mirrors reserved for only 3-D self-views,
A rabbit hole transport, into myopic worldview,
For her eyes alone did its topology cue.

Extant manipulatable objectified, commonality.
A sociopathic, depersonalized, anti-person personality.
A pleasure compass, a sensual schismatized abacus,
Each pathogenic inconsonance was a face of this succubus:
Sharing its sickness under the façade of love.
Evil cannot exist, without accomplice: nor subsist
If the lies be bound and the truth be told,
as it is below the same on earth, truth will hold.

Even so, universal law will not salvation toss,
A line to one without eyes to see, or mind at such loss
-just so then- Only her self-absorbed suicide freed me.
Paid for with fresh flesh furrowed rows multiplied,
Both limbs, the right and the left, punched my ticket to ride,
She for luck also, sliced deep the middle of her emaciated chest,
Thus did the final resistance break, and my will to freedom cost.
Hell's gain, was mine, I never had her, to count her lost.

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