Explosion

They threw me to the wolves and left me for dead
I had only two options: eat or be eaten
I emerged a wolf and they retreated with dread
I drunk their poison and they sent me back to Eden

My hesitation is in no way a reflection of their ineptitude
Rather, it exposes my own frailties
For how can I return favor without rectitude
When I have never dined with deities

When falling is the price, gravity is the beacon
It is the fuel of  love’s implosion
A temptation to the connoisseur of reason
And I’ll be damned if I don’t surrender to this explosion

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