betrayal
by bruised
Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-06-24 20:30:00
a life long thing
that comes in so many forms
words speak fallacy
into any orifice
that is willin
to let it penetrate
hands that grab
scratchin with
cat claws
into the soul
and even deeper
feelin like shit
when it all
comes out
in big blood clots
from the womb
of something sacred
that burst on the ground
dirty with singular filth
something thought
to be real and pure
only children stories
told by a dyslexic
that gets the moral backwards
my entire being set on fire
as the pores spout
moral hatred
and the eyes
dry up like desert sand
to blow away with anything
that could have been
sorry baby, daddy is gone
and he isn’t comin back
with no excuse
to blow my nose with
only uglier emotions
that spread over me
makin it true
makin it life
part of it i guess
a part i could’ve skipped
over with my buckle knees
and scarred legs
able to carry me
and only me now
atrophy of friendships
that were a coin
one side a face
of sincerity
the other
nothing more
that misrepresentation
of hidden agendas
too top secret
to read out loud
me
to blind to read
with my glasses
that i broke in half
with an impulse
to try again
try and trust
but only let down
with the disappointment
in someone i thought
was honest