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Break-up, Fall-out, All-in

Fragile butterfly lips, it landed against mine

But then it shriveled up like a staling bad lie

Damaged and demented on a storm of time

Was it a sin to promise a rose for you, not I?


You showed me within blue kaleidoscope eyes

Woe is me with fractal illusions of tinted glass

Yet I replaced my fogged-up periscoped lenses

And saw trickery, how fractured it all truly was


I saw reason where you saw empty quotations

Wrongful purpose of irrational miscalculation

I pray to angels only the devils will understand

‘Cause you don’t seem to talk an innocent stand


I can’t be intoxicated by your diamond breath

Resentment of sharp knives and callous regret

I can’t join another party for the recently blind

I’ve got fun house mirrors pierced in my mind


Tumbling upsidedown in carousels of confusion

I can’t fool myself onto believing such delusions

I’m a funambulist tiptoeing delicately on a scale

I might make it if I tried, but if one side tips I fail


If there was another sorry, I lost it on the way home

As you dissolved into the fork and I ended up alone

But maybe this melancholy, it will be my new clarity

The road goes on as the light onwards beckons me


Prideful glass hearts will only fall hard and shatter

And the gossamer bridges we built shall barely last

My concern scalds me like sunlight on guilty water

Tell me, was it a sin to pick my future, not your past?

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Us Clever Fools

Listening, are you stupid or what?
Just using words
No simpleminded person would know…


“What say you not, my dear?”

You ask precariously, yet somewhat jauntily

From your gilded tongue, cunningly cavalier

Using sugarcoated words, sliding smoothly like honey

I should have noticed that slight slither

Like a snake about to devour its prey, a ruthless predator

But I was broken apart, and apparently deaf

Wishing for any and all company that I never met

And so I talked.


“What say you not, you idiot?”

Falling to my knees, I ask myself one more time

Equanimity forgotten, heart in a hard clot

Spitting words cathartically, trying to purge the poison in mine

You should not have noticed my vulnerability

You should have walked away, leaving me a piece more whole

But you are edacious, stopping at nothing to have fun at trickery

Preying at us hopeless, rotten, pathetic, affinitic fools

Now I’m at a loss for words.

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