-And this is how you’ll always find us
after Diana Khoi Nguyen
The day was dark and futile
My heart a wrecking ball
John resting in the loo
Overlooked and looking
for a second point of view
This is how she found us
the past draped about us like a cloak
Maria with her eagle eyes,
her boa floating by like smoke
No doubt about her energy
we were the guilty two
And she, a nose for trouble
especially that which she could use.
She was no goddess, surely
more a ghost of days gone by
An actress of the ages
of a world not yours or mine
And in our catatonic fugue
She used us as a host
Taking both the shadows
And the past hid in our cloaks
We were the first of many
Victims of her ego
And this is how you’ll always find us
If first of course you find us
Before you too feel the knife
Of that immortal vixen
And taste the futility
Of a past entwined with hers
The dawn of the last intrepid
Breath you’ve yet took
The morning that she took us
And our home became her rook
