A letter to my enemy

There is no safe passage here
And no way to gather what is gone
I will kill if you come near
No betterment, no righting wrongs
There is no safe way for you
And I cannot salve our damaged perceptions

Nor can I pretend to search for station
To seek a commonplace good
Fire and brimstone are my inspirations
And both here find their glue
As breeze and water have their turn too –
In our Olympian relations

No state of mind can salvage
A kinship in this gale
As it is ravaged savagely
And ferocity entails

The bloodlust lurking in our eyes
Speaks well past common hurt
And buried deep within our hearts
Are demons to usurp

No, there’s no safe passage for you my friend
As you’ve been in here before
And if you walk by I’ll kill you
There will be blood spilt on the floor