Poise on The Verge of Insanity

27th and Crimson Avenue

27th and Crimson Avenue

All is fair in love and war

So I’ve heard many say

Not knowing what would lie in store

That there’s a price they’re meant to pay

The first fist calls

Tails, we begin

The simplest of brawls

A courage to sin

One down, two to go

So the count proceeds

A game of tumbling down a road

An isle of murderous deeds

Commander grins to glory

Cutting through the queues

Then desperate tells a story

Of a little girl he can’t refuse

Some, then lose an interest

So easily slips joy

Perhaps we meet again in winter

Grow cunning and coy

Others, erupt on instinct

The first shot fired bubbles tears

Stow away to find content

“Let’s hope they don’t find us here.”

So strange, they must have missed a note

Along a dreary melody

Give discipline to those who quote

“Won’t mother find me in history?”

But don’t you worry, just you wait

This won’t become a sore

These mile morgues will never sate

Yet all is fair in love and war