Our Love Fell Like Hitler's Dream
Three expired condoms
Are all that remain
Of a love that was
Supposed to last for
A thousand years
Like the Third Reich.
And in its glory
It was equally impressive.
Together we were like
Thousands of storm troupers
Marching in synchronicity
Amidst the awestruck
Hordes of common humanity.
The iron eagle soared,
And the massive torches blazed,
While we were steeped
In an infinite potential.
But you forced me -
My love - to die because of
Your lack of commitment
And your refusal to
Build something perfect.
Now I lie dead in
An anonymous bunker,
While you're getting
Raped by the Russians,
Raped by the Russians:
I cannot imagine
Anything more obscene.
