I became a part of apathy
bending fears to ears
that simply wouldn't heed,
as hearts hankered
for the smoke
of stale cigarettes:
[I heard his repeated sentences
several times
and mastered rhyme within
his fantasies-
I loved to comfort his craziness,
but never had these eyes
caught the cruelty of his caress...
yet I yearn
for no consolations
and wear only the wisdoms
of betrayal's oily memories]
now hands and knees
appear parallel to my emotions-
praying for pain's passing,
whilst sticking nicotine
to the inside of saliva's textures.
He grew as cancer
twisting tumours inside
my reverie,
whilst waking shocks
within a head that waited
in mourning's hands...
until defiance soaked his deceits
to weakened wrists
and he swept through my soul
asleep.
Author notes
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With your first line...
“I became a part of apathy”
I was drawn in. Right on target for me, for I too see apathy. In that aspect you ran very parallel to my thinking...
However, the journey you took me on was brilliantly unforeseen!
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