The girl can’t help it
when she disobeys her mother at night.
She has dreams of turning destiny
into a tangible crystal ball, squeezing
time right out.
She can’t help it
she would thrash it
against the library walls,
until such force would
the pages off the history books.
The girl can’t help it if she acts violent.
She is another’s
slaying the darkness once more, who else
Can help it?
the unknowable it that longs for her,
life under a monstrous kismet
waiving the last sun goodbye,
needs her, feeds off her, but
And for all the times
she saved the world, she lost in love.
A hero in love died many times,
waiving the last sun goodbye.