Offers

offers

Take everything in the room

just leave my life

it is nothing to you…

Still waiting for the letter

from the council

adjudicate my intentions

submit to your folly

sweat pours into the milk

you have become rather odd

and I think I lost what little love

I had for your sins

Abrasive rant scares the little ones

there you go, crying

for the life you once knew

It all washed away along

with the hopes we tried

to keep afloat

Silence is your enemy

so continue to produce that continuous drone

I was hoping for peace within

thin vein pulsing to keep awake your dying soul

feeling abandoned, bereft

left to rot like roadside suicides

see through the mist that covers your mind

don’t for one second believe it’s easy

sometimes, I get lost in that

bank of emptiness

atone for a while

plot your downfall or my insurrection

leaving the store with more than a gift

shift, useless but brutal are the lacerations

that you sometimes administer, then abscond

let us pretend it is forgotten

I will just watch you drown

from the top of the dam you have built

the lonely river of your emotions engraving

flooding misgivings reprehending misdoings

mainspring shortcomings, poisoning rumblings

ill reckonings will leave you standing

bearing heart in cupped hand

enraptured

the last ghost note of life’s little drummer…

smoke and folly, boy

smoke and folly

 

36 thoughts on “Offers

  1. This is hard, I’ve been examining all my old relationships. This IS picking old wounds, perfect sentiment. I swear I’ve said and felt these same things in my own relationships. “…don’t for one second believe it’s easy…” captures my frustation and soul sucking anguish making hard, if not impossible decisions.

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  2. This pierced my heart. I love the like about roadside suicide – I translated it as animals who decide to give up on life and do so by jumping out at cars. Messed up thinking but it really provoked in me a strong emotion of hopelessness. Great stuff!

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