Like a melodramatic tsunami-
You self destruct our: 'To Be'-
Your harbor-wave of monumental catastrophe-
Washes away, the only remnant of me.

I was the shore of your discontent-
My alibaster sands were never to become a pearl-
You were the rage inside the eye of the storm-
An Earthquake of The World...

Disasters take our breath away-
Floods of grand intensity-
Come whirling and roaring over and over-
Stripping the very essence of me.

Bays and inlets of our cacophony remain-
Dissonance reverberates over our disaster-
While you continue to wear your diadem-
Unmoved, you remain, a diva-male dischord master...

Theodora (Theo) Onken

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