The Enterprise of Divorce
If I were to make my X-wife’s fury into a Star Trek analogy
It may end up looking quite similar to the Wrath of Khan
Each bridge red and smoky, ‘Red Alert’ til it’s annoying
As I ask for counsel from my trusted, “Suggestions, Mr. Spock”
"If we are all one
And there is no separation
Perhaps the birth pains have begun
For your soul’s evolution
Perhaps she is you
All the while you are she
Now the test is what will you do
To your ‘perceived’ enemy?
Possibly my most helpful tip
If you want to move to another level
If you were to destroy her ship
You may really destroy yourself
This scenario is quite similar
When the transporter had that quirk
When you beamed through the transporter
Producing a ‘good’ and an ‘evil’ Kirk
There is no logic to her actions
Evidence this is an illusion
Maybe the test is your reaction
To this potential self destruction
Perhaps now you must decide
If the events you see are real
Thus the question from your guide
Can you learn to lower shields?"
So how much time would it take to unlearn reality?
Perhaps this is the illusion for me to build upon
But I remember finding out that my accounts had been depleted
And my red-face bobble-head furry as I scream aloud “KHAN!!!!!!!!!!
…………..CON!!!!!!!!.........................................................
………………………………………………KHAN!!!!!!!.....................
……………………..CON!!!!”
Copyright © The Fringe | Year Posted 2011
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