Sabotage

One farcical truth is tragic

As we each define the trait

According to our understanding.

For many who protest

Their steadfast loyalty,

The notion is only a notion,

Never a commitment of the soul.

And so it is.

Wish it were otherwise,

But chase the chimera

At your own peril.

Misery awaits the devoted

Who defy personal alchemy

To mine the mind

Of that loved one

For whom percipience

Is only waking illusion.

Your hopes must smelt

Into a reluctant accord

With a beloved's infamy

Which sabotages your trust.