It Is Often Said, Love Is Blue

it is often said, love is blue a poor anodyne for crushed hearts pity them dearly that after years they fail to understand the mirror holds the cynosure they truly adore once miraculous, now commonplace magic surrendered to logic fails the child within the alchemy enclosed is dead an abandoned playground even more tragic is the bewitchment was really never there the Janus exposed in time the sad tale of the birth and transition to decay those highway markers where tragedy found a conclusion when dreams have failed to meld the off-ramps become the easier pursuit and as such we humans are lose or draw begin once more form new dreams and nurture the decay within the reality of the chimera desired lives where horses are riderless the beggars have all perished in a self-induced famine where the walking dead polish their romance OKC 5/22