You Must Be Unmade

Thanks to the addition of a shipping page on Aisthesis, the topic of child cruelty and me came up again.
You may have read about that in my previous post on the Shipping War.

Well, I have been thinking a lot about all the cruelty I dish out to my characters, whether they deserve it or not. And usually, I cause them these traumas when they are still young and innocent and naive and malleable.

I wrote this poem some months ago addressing this plight, which I now present in full, featurring a picture that I like to think is Loki and his son Tai before they were so horribly ripped apart from each other, or perhaps it is a good memory they both dream of, like some wishful hope that will never be again.
I give you, "You Must Be Unmade", a free-form by AJT.

Au revoir, minions.