When Caught In the Wreck of Her Gaze

II And did his rash actions give this prince Cause, in moments of troubling quietude, To ruefully ponder on all which could not Be rewound? A lamentable lack of honourableness and Uncemented fortitude Which brought those crashing towers down; An inevitability borne from the desperation Of his passions... So unlike her own desperate passions contained Inside the hapless extremities of a single gaze. Her obvious compliance; the tawdriness of this Sordid contract enabling an old-fashioned Demand for dutiful obedience...but still betrayed By a resigned sort of hopelessness. The futility of a Guilt; his schoolboy-pawing of the tensioned strap; Your revulsion; his constant bolstering...the Belittling with that inane, maddening, witless chat.