Equilibrium

All is not well in this conjugal state

Of stalemate interdependence

Fragile mirror-image hanging on a knife-edge;

A microcosmic indecency.

A new kind of metafiction,

To recreate the bigger picture

Given the kiss of death before

It had its chance to breathe

And breathe it shall.

I bear witness to the monolith

Of self-evident cowardice,

Born and bred of infallibility,

Is human nature not the culprit?

Unanimous in our contempt of

The regressive sense of intuitive momentum,

We abandon all common reason

To adapt to being poisoned,

So we shall breathe smoke, collective

In our pursuit of self-destruction.

Who propagates the seeds of

Discontent in the hearts of men?

For fertile soil bears no grudge

Against the flowering of beauty.

A state of equilibrium must be unearthed,

Lest the scales tip all too far

And bury the diamonds in the rough.