Caligula

It’s all mine

You’ll adhere to my whims, pathetic swine

Statues underneath my eyelids; fire in my hands

It’s all going to plan

Martyr yourself on my blade

But first look upon the face where beauty does not fade

I walk upon the water of Lake Nemi, behold

a life dipped in gold

It’s all mine

This world, its people, its treasures lost to time

A more divine being this world has never seen

My life is obscene

Published by meganporterpoetry

Poet. Writer.

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