"War"

War 

It was a cold summer's night. 
The warm winter moon shone brightly over the horizon. 
The apocalypse was now...or near. 
Trace elements of fear...danced in air. 
Trace elements of this static...electric. 
I stood stagnant...every breath eclectic. 
Chest heaved to a peak...then caved. 

Fists clinched...with the grace of an open hand. 

Eyes wide...fire tempered...steely glance...then glare. 
I stare...at the stairway...to nowhere. 
I say...it's no fair if I leave here with no fare. 
I wish to be enriched to the point of breathing...with no air. 

Is it hedonistic if I boast just to show flare? 

The task at hand is dressed in fancy...but for the most...bare. 
I shift eyes downward...admiring the groundwork... 

prepared to bury my foes there. 

The stances are so stylistic... 
as we stare down two ones conflicted. 
We ready our aim to dance as vile misfits. 
The framework we compile a mile's distance... 

proving the lengthy art of war and resistance. 

The clash rages for decades onward and wayward. 
No pain is the refrain deep within my brain work... 
yet through the physicality of my outer shell...I claim hurt. 
We gain nothing from stalemate at the same perch... 

and I try to keep from wrestling with destiny as shame's clerk. 

It was dark...and it was hot. 
I was cold hearted when he appeared... 
yet tried to reason with him...but he was unflinching. 
I offered him prosperity and fame...he said no. 
I offered him riches and glamor...he refused. 
I told him there would be no degree of fear if he would simply vanish. 

He rattled his chains and shackles as he prepared to fight. 

I never wished for this conflict but knew it was the only condition... 
under which I could rid myself of him and the stagnation in his mission. 
He's abrasive and he's smitten by the most simplistic of renditions... 
stepping backward and never forward...a minimalist with precision. 

If we won't fight to the death...then to a unanimous decision... 
This is war...this is battle...this is contention... 
This is me verses he.... 

my inhibitions.