He typed….
“I’m sorry you feel that way
I’m sorry for all the bad memories it brought forth
All the pain you had before
All the doubt that it provokes”
He quickly texted…
He typed….
“I’m sorry you feel that way
I’m sorry for all the bad memories it brought forth
All the pain you had before
All the doubt that it provokes”
He quickly texted…
Just one drop
Lick it clean
Dribble the last drip
Upon your cloying tongue
Swallow it with pride
Like you drank its remnants gratefully
Suck your teeth
Run your tongue around your lips
Don’t let that go to waste
Just that one last drop
Don’t let it go to waste
You know better than to believe
His lies
But sometimes you want to.
Renewed 2016
Why do your wrong doings
Drain me so?
I’ve done nothing but trust you…
Now I must shelter myself against all the flailing thoughts of ifs
Cut down all the sprigs of desperation
Unearth every weed of bitterness
And continue to wonder
When did I ever ask to be stronger?
What all you weaken
What all you lose
What all you bring into question
What all you might destroy
What all you may ruin
With dishonesty
You mustn’t shed a tear
I can’t stand to see you cry
You have to stop
It makes me sad
You shouldn’t worry
You have too much anxiety
You’re so insecure
You’ll see one day
You’ll regret what you caused me to do
You had all the chances to change
You know how i am
You know what I’m ok with
You know
You made me do this
You pushed me
You stressed me
You caused me
You did.
I never meant to do it
But you asked for it
And now I can’t stop.
Breathlessly he says
It sounds as good as it does to reply… Fit to burst… gushing, gaping.
He says… slurred with desire.
Melt and succumb, crumble and relent.
And those dreams form, built precariously high, brightly imbued with deceitful potential.
Is that all he ever does
Just says he will, he can’t, he would?
I peer at her
Peer through her
The glassy eyes stare back at me…
Is that all it takes…just words?
I stare back at her
“What’s it to you?”
I ask.
She stares back
And mouths the words back.
gather the visions, that have not come true
do not let them scatter
they will only sneak in later
ready to inflate and flatter
what is not possible.
gather the dreams, all broken and torn
do not let them fly
they will only land later
and once again pry.
gather the lies, all found and spoken
do not let even one survive
they will only bleed in later
ready to further deprive.
gather all the loves forsaken
do not let them stay
they will only linger and linger
waiting to betray.
and so i know now
but before
i could only accumulate
reasons that were true before
and though they were not given by you
they spoke for you in your absence
until your words came to my heed
until your voice came like a soothing balm
of what you thought was true
of what you hoped i knew
but what i dared not believe
until it came from you
I await a realization…
to slacken surprised mouths
to crease optimistic brows
and quiet delighted eyes
and see the dreams of wonder mist out.
I await a realization…
one where encounters prove as stories
and fame, all-told seeks to be untold
to be re-told
as nothing shy of the simple truth :
you know
very well
all that i mind
and yet you ask
incredulous
as i continue
to lie
that which you know
will never be true
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glass tears
spill
hot and newly wrought
failing to melt my resolve
to keep gathering the shards of my foolish hope
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a shared denial
sweet and quietly treacherous
on the edge -precarious
each ready with a protest
each steeling for the impending goodbye
waiting for the other
to be “the bad guy”