behind a moat he emotes
he groans and moans
that he feels so all alone
but like an arsonist in a match factory
over a molotov cocktail bar
it was he who set ablaze all his bridges
burned them down to ash in a flash
with efficiency ruthless and rushed
without a thought for what he'd wrought
not a boat to be found
to cross from ground to ground
and no swimmer, he...
consequence unconsidered
better had he dithered
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