Thank you to David K. Montoya and the editorial staff at The World Of Myth for publishing my poem today.

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Doom and Gloom Upon the Ides

They rendered unto Caesar his dying breath.

Left him without thought, nor eye, nor ear.

You rendered unto me your uncool betrayal.

Left me with neither trust nor peace.

I didn’t hear then that raven’s call, 

the clear warning 

of that dark bird, 

who came as the harbinger of your designs

that snapped my nerves,

laid the weight carried by a Titan’s son

across my chest.

Treachery, deception,

undertaken in that blip of time

that divides the long eternities,

both before and after you.

That now loudly sounding blip I crawl through,

each year on the Ides of March.