As the day gave way to Nautical Twilight
I turned my back on the force of which I am made
I abandoned it
rupturing a delicate balance
when I left my world for his
day after day
as my city fades
and is swallowed by his Sea
She is boundless even breaking on the beach
every Alchemist
knows fusion and fission
can unify or drive a force to split
He has been possessed
to drink of the spices from the east
by his Liquid Mistress
which has pushed me into the lair
of Uranium — She divides time between
Greed and his twin Tyranny
day after day
cities are betrayed
At the Earth
these Sons lay their blame
She is boundless
but by then she has been framed
as the night gives way to Nautical Dawn
I can see I must
activate the force of which I am made