Hex

Came in
Like a storm
And made me fall.
Head over heels.
Called a name
Like that of a doll,
And can never seem
To not know it all.
You aren't good
For me,
Not bad either.
What else but a hex?
Who I must vex,
To bring down
A vicious T-Rex.
A figurative one,
Of rage and vanity,
An affair of laughter
But a breakup
Of mocking smiles.
Hex concludes you
Inception not really
The true beginning.
The chicken came
From egg and so
The end is the
Beginning and the start
Is the ultimatum.
Where powers touch
You meet 'em.

©Q