Abandoned caves, desolate tundras
Palpitating heart, hacking sobs…
Truth; you are always in my heart
Truth; is that you could not wait
Truth; we can never be what we were
My love was pure and honest
My love was open and playful
My love was lustful and naughty
I told you that, ‘I don’t share’
I told you, ‘I love you’
I told you that, ‘you are mine!’
Misty boughs, rainy valleys
Phlegmy nostrils, rheumy eyes…
I heard:-
I listened to you beg him
I heard you cajole and plead.
I listened:-
I gathered that you are a serial liar
I deduced that you are chattel
I treated; and called you ‘my queen’.
I looked:-
You looked me in the eyes and lied
You orgasmed severally impaled by me
You told me that you loved me
You; women, wonderful conundrums!
I am so disappointed in women right now
You leave me no choice really
You clearly do not deserve me.
I thought you were ‘the one’
You would have ruined my life
I was going to make you my wife.
It may be tomorrow
Next month, maybe next year
Truth is, ‘we’, died right ‘here’.
I will break your heart for this
I will make you suffer for this
I will break many many hearts for this.
I am so disappointed in women right now
You leave me no choice really
You clearly do not deserve me.
If I did not do it
It would not get done.
It was always me
In retrospect, I was.
I was the catalyst
I was the reactant
I was the reaction that set off our chainreaction
In retrospect, I was.
I was the romance
I was the lust
I was the dominant bankroll
In retrospect, I was.
If I do not do it
Why can you not?
I Am always me
Why, oh why will you not? !
If I did not do it
It would not get done.
It was always me
In retrospect, I was.
He thinks it’s you
You think it is him
I think it’s another.
You want to be him
He wants to be you
I want another.
You allow me (for him)
He frees me (for you)
And I get the other.
The devil before us
Deep sea behind
Enemies within
There are such times.
No rustle, nor jingle
No relief, or release
No love, no lust
These too, shall pass.
Mimic water
To thyself be true
Embrace the true Light
And from those ashes you will rise!
When what is, should not
And what ought, is yet
Then what could, would
So what is, ought not.
