Treasure Island

B.B. Loring

(October 24,1995 / Maine, United States)

The Bane and The Hero


You are the bane
and I am the hero,
and you beckon me with your violence,
your arcane systematic doings,
and occult science.
You told me stories of
the seraphium falling
and the demons climbing
and I smiled,
I smiled.
I watched your ploys of subjugation,
admired your tactics,
and believing you to be a general,
I pledged my servitude.
Somehow I fear you will soon
bring me with you,
as a partner in complicity,
on your raids of catastrophe
to set the arcadian worlds afire,
and show the world your penchant
for destruction;
and glory through ruin.

Submitted: Friday, November 08, 2013
Edited: Saturday, November 09, 2013

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