Trapped

in an unlikely conspiracy theory.
When the most powerful of the giants
falls into darkness,
his scream is oddly silent.
But a “god among men” is no more immortal
than the passing of each season.
Your god
is dead three days;
the body hasn’t touched the earth
and the people are already celebrating.
Faithlessness? Not as bad a fall
as a short trip down a long, winding path
too fraught with dangers
for me to follow.
And the conspiracy theory
draws me closer, ever closer,
plotting your downfall and with every
second, I come closer
to the unspoken promise of

betrayal.