Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Untitled

The flash of thought
false anticipation of the
impending pain and abandonment
burst in
from nowhere

You say
he's coming to tell you it's over

I don't even know
how to fight
don't know the origins of this warrior
the assailant
the perpetrator
the traitor

I don't want
merely
for you to desist in your lies
to go away or
disappear

Because you'll surface
again
breaking through my calm

So I command you
reveal yourself in all your
cancerous ugliness
I want you defeated
dead
never again able to
haunt me
infect me

I will not play host
to your parasitic
presence
sapping my confidence
in his declared love
for me
sucking away all
the goodness

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