I’m sorry; I…
don’t want to try,
any harder –
at the maintenance of lies;
I don’t see how –
it helps anyone now,
to sweep the truth aside;
I’m finished with…
the likes of this,
any further –
buries me in a ditch;
I don’t quite grasp,
like everyone else has,
the futility defined by it;
I’ve been overthrown…
horse is down, map is gone,
any senses left –
scream at me to move on;
I don’t care to –
further indulge you –
with secrets that I’ve come to know;
You’ll see too…
how things misconstrue,
with any deviation –
from the actual truth;
it’s never been a game –
the patterned guilt and blame –
until there’s no one left to play with you.

6 thoughts on “Ullamaliztli.

  1. Mr Modigliani says:

    You should go to the ancient Mayan city of Tikal in Guatemala. Absolutely amazing. Did you get any hits on the tag “mesoamerican death games”? 😳

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