Lips curling tenuously upwards, trapped in tangled words unspoken lies curl untruths
She like butterflies caught up in his webs, whimpers weakly prayers as defenses
None to protect her in moments stir gently a glass half empty
Half full of her blood, drained and pale, dripping
Leaks in a soul to be soldered light-tight to keep her
But he chips away layers, peels away skin revealing rawness throbbing insidiously
Wilted like so many flowers tossed thoughtlessly into Rubbermaid garbage cans
Wasted and now husked she hangs.
Fearful in all respects she quivers and quakes the victim battered
Bruised by gentle touches as even feathers leave lashes oozing
Marred though his love and cringing even from serenades, writhes in his whispers
Inconsistencies equating instant death by stoning,
She waxes and wanes to please the ever-changing master of her one-and-all.
When limbs lie limply at odd angles, passersby view the broken body coldly—
She was crushed in the fall, no remorse lies alongside in the gutter,
Though gutturally through clenched teeth cries out for pity and feels none
Derisive scorns rain down to blanket in a storm her misery:
“For pity’s sake.”
But there is only judgment drying the puddles of tears, warm blood
Rivers running to an end.
Author notes
Don't worry: this isn't about any of my relationships, past or present.
Written July 3rd, 2004
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Me like heaps mate. I love the way you use your words in almost a biting sense so that each really sticks in your mind and I get to have a play with them while they are there. Tony.
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Wow, intense. I love your language, this was amazing. I hope it's not about anyone's relationship, it paints an awful picture.
Good write.
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heavy impact
wow. a lot of strong words and statements that throw you back and make you think. Really strong images, they hurt my head. That's a good thing. Nice write. Great post. good job.
"writhes in his whispers"
ohh that gives me shivers . . .
loved it.
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