estranged,
deranged.
im in a kind of land
that rules reign sane.
here it does
not rain pour;
here it does
yes tame poor.

but its the same,
always the same,
tricked into a
duo-millennia length game.

the wobble
brings trouble…
when X marks the spot –
and oh look at that!
the spot looks to be
directed staight upon
sweet glistening aqUariuS,
connected to and opposing
none other than
thee grande Leo :: auROARa-cius.
and then, for a bit of
flavour, add in the observer…
let they become some sort of
dynamic holy flawed
trio.

air versus fire;
who shalt be victorious?
will flames vanqiush gas
and create a big orb
de la fire so grand and glorious?
hmm, but i think Aqua would be furious,
for their honeyed words
have shown to be able
to stand the test of time
and becometh no harm
upon them from the elements
as if blessed by higher divines.
natural presevatives embodied within,
naturally coded to surely withstand sin.
fin.