"Our Olympus Dream"

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by DaddyO

 

I am now a man, a mere mortal

Studying sacred text from this electronic portal

Assessing the damage done to my broken idol

When every move she used to make was a recital

Choreographed for me; I realize now

I must have worshiped her upside down

For what was recognized previously as a frown

To her might be a smile

I want the trust returned to me,

But like an avalanche of uncertainty

My fears and insecurities

Cascade with her mythology

So she returns to the arena without me

And takes her bow without me

And curtseys cute without me

The lights go down

The curtain is drawn

Our audience leaves

There is no applause

But when we die

We become constellations in the sky

Author's Notes/Comments: 

for Camille, 2009 

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