UMU 03: 12 Grapes

 I remember the rekindling of our fire at the last second

out of the 31,536,000. 

Together we imbibed till we forgot each others flaws and saw nothing but perfection in each other. 

In that intimate moment, you cracked open the door to your soul, and gifted me a tradition of 12 Grapes. 

I, not knowing it was venom. 

Not for you, but for me. 

The lore of 12 Grapes goes like this: 12 Grapes are eaten to grant 12 wishes with each orbit of the moon. 

Did you know...? 

Did you know part taking in this elementary event wards off evil too? 

So with you, I consumed my doom that new second of 365 days. 

And used every wish on you. 

It's been a manic 12 months. 

Of course in some of our battles my wishes of us prevailed. 

But on the last moon cycle of 12, 

the credulity became fact. 

Because in that last month. The Grapes did banish off evil. 

Who would have known? 

That I would be that sin. 

And so I find myself at 11:59. 

Desperate, with 12 doses of poison. 

Hoping 1 resuscitates this lifeless flame.