#phanes

i made peace with death–

flirted with thanatos at the face phanes

and watched as the pillars of agamemnon

crumbled before hector’s vigour

because olympus loved only you.

i sent offerings to hades

and veiled myself with persephone’s flowers

because achilles, my love,

i am simply a song to your epic–

i am not meant to be with you.

when your mother dipped you in the river of styx,

i was already cursed with death

as i whimpered before my mother’s averted gaze;

you were made for more

and i simply am not.

so when i am gone

please do not ask what else you could have done;

do not antagonize yourself for my own grievances

because before i even met you

i already knew i would be leaving.

- the fate of your fated