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Vagrant

Amidst the night on a cool summer’s eve I sat wondering the possibility
Fornication passed its rights and there I sat betwixt
My eyes glazed over starting at the repeating pattern of pixels
For in front of me sat a love letter, addressed to another
With your name stamped upon its cover

I’m left here contemplating the implication of this event
Would it be infidelity or pure fascination which drove you to this?
The gears turned and roared all eve
My body ached from the rest that was stripped from it
No comfort flowed from your lips
What you spoke to me, your eyes told me were lies

The trap was simple and set
An intercepted letter can always be replied back to
And an unknowing participant would be clueless to the change

So here I sit reading lines of half truths and listening to bold faced lies
As my skin ripples with disgust
Thoughtless or careless I know not

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  • Concrete Angel silver member
    June 29

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    Pure raw emotion... it's what you're best at conveying. The pain just screams from the page. It's never easy to find out someone has been unfaithful. And it's even worse yet when they blatantly lie about it. I think what might have bothered Kate Riley IS the sheer truth in your words. They are so blunt and hard hitting that you're left going, "Whoa, this bitch did some real damage." If you catch my drift. Anyway, a painfully strong voice resounds throughout and makes the reader feel almost dirty for knowing what has happened... you did an awesome job


  • Kate Riley
    June 28

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    Hmmm....I really like this piece, because in particular, I can relate, which has always been your style. However, something about this poem bothers me, and whether it's because of the possible reality behind this poem or perhaps maybe the way it flowed when I first read it I don't know. But I don't hate it obviously. I think I was most fascinated with the lines
    "The trap was simple and set
    An intercepted letter can always be replied back to
    And an unknowing participant would be clueless to the change."
    Something about those lines screamed true infidelity. Like a lover that had baited his/her mate with the belief that the "one and only" truly existed with them, but then grew interested more and more with the chase. I guess what I'm trying to say is that we believe in this society that there is a soul mate for everyone, but it scares us. It scares us because we fear commitment to just one person, therefore cheating and infedelity exist. And we hide it because we're afraid of hurting people instead of just coming out with the truth:
    "I'm just not that into being with you because I enjoy having multiple options."
    This also ties into another line in your poem:
    "I’m left here contemplating the implication of this event
    Would it be infidelity or pure fascination which drove you to this?"
    It seems to imply that this wasn't an accident, there was a motive behind it all, whether it was to cheat or because of an already failing relationship. In a lot of ways, it was as if the letter, though not meant to reach the hands of the other party, was meant to hurt that person. Such strong words and such beautiful syntax. The more I read this poem, the more I realize that maybe it isn't because of the way it flowed, but because I think I understand where this is going. So, Mainks-ey , tell me, what happened?