Caught in a series of monologues,
an untimely proclamation of self.
reworked, and drafted –
a reminder of escapes from the underworld.
Subsistence combined with distance,
the elite re-emerge,
the shisms re-align.
The redness that we fight over,
a sharing of sorts.
the force of tactics,
the Russian doll of resistance.
Bringing her back,
reigning her in,
She has more layers than you.